<?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-29740109</id><updated>2012-03-21T00:19:49.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Looking Blog.</title><subtitle type='html'>Pictures of places and things that I have looked at.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-194132299562588952</id><published>2010-12-31T06:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T06:19:43.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 come!!</title><content type='html'>A new year, a new cycle, anew beginning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will just move on, everyone with their own lives, every nations to their own ambitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration? Stayed at home as I am still tired from the MEMC company dinner.The event was quite generous, telematch, bowling and a quite decent lunch. Very physical and the bowling took a toll on my hands which I have not been exercising much. Too much attention on hiking which only benefit my elephant legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today spent the whole day sleeping, felt feverish so didn't go to Friday prayers. I used camphorated oil and paracetamol to relieve the discomfort.Thankfully I felt much better after waking up at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I felt rather messy did'not join my familty for a New Year dinners.KL gonna be jammed and that would give me headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the pyros, I will join a gaggle of friends , all ec-Adelaideans on a hiking trip at Bukit Tabur, a quartz ridge at Taman Melwawati. I know the view gonna be awesame and Insya-Allah we'll see our first sunrise in 2011!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year. No resoltion decided yet besides keeping myself fit and not gaining any weight.Perhaps a trip to Nepal? Hahah..so many plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-194132299562588952?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/194132299562588952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=194132299562588952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/194132299562588952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/194132299562588952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011-come.html' title='2011 come!!'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1229074165917921544</id><published>2010-12-19T00:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T06:11:08.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broga conquered</title><content type='html'>The Broga hill was successfully conquered. Some pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained when we climbed but nature and the sun never disappoints us. Sunrays breaking through the sun, mist, clouds below our eye levels and the vivid green rainforests overlooking the valley below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TR3kHD92vyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZhlT9vB98b8/s1600/broga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TR3kHD92vyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZhlT9vB98b8/s320/broga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556848325220024098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TR3kNjHAF5I/AAAAAAAAALA/RH17KXNRbVE/s1600/broga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TR3kNjHAF5I/AAAAAAAAALA/RH17KXNRbVE/s320/broga2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556848436659099538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TR3kTrERMiI/AAAAAAAAALI/fezaOQ69uIk/s1600/broga3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TR3kTrERMiI/AAAAAAAAALI/fezaOQ69uIk/s320/broga3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556848541874336290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TR3kaieiv4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/7mM8e_izqE8/s1600/broga6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TR3kaieiv4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/7mM8e_izqE8/s320/broga6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556848659827703682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1229074165917921544?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1229074165917921544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1229074165917921544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1229074165917921544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1229074165917921544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/broga-conquered.html' title='Broga conquered'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TR3kHD92vyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZhlT9vB98b8/s72-c/broga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7405233980878851378</id><published>2010-12-17T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T16:03:11.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broga Hill</title><content type='html'>Plan became bullet proof yesterday. A random SMS sent to Arep was replied with a yes made it came true. Syuk was on the way from Perlis and he seems interested. One car should be enough. May will ask Arif to invite Logen or me invite Acap!!!The objective, to hike up Broga hill at Semenyih to bath in the morning sunrise.To allow our eyes to enjoy the beauty of yet another corner of Allah's creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TQv5i9Pz2WI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7EyjJ9fzvTU/s1600/broga_hill_peak08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TQv5i9Pz2WI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7EyjJ9fzvTU/s320/broga_hill_peak08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551805344616012130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic: Broga Hill(Stolen from another blog: http://casualzone.blogspot.com/2008/12/broga-hill-semenyih.html)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7405233980878851378?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7405233980878851378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7405233980878851378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7405233980878851378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7405233980878851378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/broga-hill.html' title='Broga Hill'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TQv5i9Pz2WI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7EyjJ9fzvTU/s72-c/broga_hill_peak08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-4147877017368699912</id><published>2010-12-07T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T03:01:46.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maal Hijrah Holiday</title><content type='html'>New Year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now 1431 of the Hijri calendar, 1431 years since Prophet Muhammad emigrated from Mecca to Medina. A paradigm leap spiritually and physically that catapulted Islam into the forefront of civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hijri calendar is shorter, as it is based on the lunar calendar. The lunar calendar is about 50 days shorter, so it has only about 300 days in a year. Every year, the Hijri calendar creeps 50 days closer to the Ano Domini calendar. With a gap of about 600 years, it will take about 7000 years before the Hijri calendar overtakes the AD calendar numerically. These are rough estimates, too lazy in details. But it is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1431 years after Hijrah, the West is in decline, economically, UK is now a trashy power at the international stage, from a superpower whose domain stretced from the UK ro Africa and Asia, it is now a fucked up economy.It was amusing when I saw cartoon in late 19th Century where they showed a Mountbatten look alike cartoon stretching its legs from Africa to Asia.Now it can barely hold a grip on Ireland and Scotland and ended up a backwater power in the EU, dwarfed by France and Germany that it once defeated in two world wars. From a navy that once ruled the 7 seas, as protrayed in the silly Pirate of the Caribbean movies, it is now a bathtub navy of 19 combatantships, dwarfed by new superpowers like India and China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The US will have its fall. Despite being such a great nation in the fields of science of technology, corrupton, ironically is its downfall. Lobbying and personal and group interests such as the evil Zionists infested AIPAC ensure that the US is enslaved to the Zionist cause to reign in the world's goyim particularly the Muslim as to enssure they continue to plunder Palestine.Unfortunately, the Muslims fought tooth and nail to expel the US and Zionists from their lands. But thanks to their corrupt deals, US bacame weak as these looteres sapped the US economy of its industrial base which killed off its trade. The US now owes the world US$54 trillion dollars, half of its currency reserves is in Asia. The US can't control its currency and ended up printing more causung the US$ to be worthless.Nations around the world are angry and refuse to allow the US to become weaker to continue exports to the gullible US citizens. Too late, US can never compete with Asian exports and it is still losing.Obama just came back from a tour begging Asia to buy its weapons and ended up selling too many warplanes to Saudi Arabia much to the horror of the Zionists.And China even offered to modify the US planes so the Arabs could bomb the Jews into the sea. US attempt to mobilize the world to tut China ended up the world heckling at Obama over his QE2. Obama is in deep shit, a doorman for the Zionist Netanyahu and disrespected by Asia. US in downward trend folks. It will still be a rich country, but the wealth is probably in the top 10% of its people who continue to plunder the country. The middle and lower class of the US are no more than peasants, perhaps worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The EU, the model supranational entitiy that transcends language and cultures, but refuses Turkey over religious differences. But with the current situation, Turkey should be glad it is out of that big mess, the EU that is. The Europeans, propped by their own sense of superiority, over leveraged their economy and gave out too many loans and supported bubbles in the stock market.When all the bubles popped, there was nothing left.Property collpases and too many money lost, another Subprime crises ala EU. Ireland, Spain, Greece, and Portugal, most who used to be poster boys of EU economic management, is now in deep trouble with debt equivalent to France's GDP. If France goes bankrupt, there goes the EU, that is how bad it is. If the Asian Crisis was bad enough, the EU econimic crisis is of biblical proportion, after the US that is. Thailand in 1999 borrowed from IMF US$17 billion to fis its economy. Ireland, with only 4 million Irish compared to Thailand's 70 million people, just borrowed US$85 billion from the IMF and Germany.Now the irish will have a taste of the inhumane minds of the Jewish bankers running the IMF. To them, Thai or irish, they ae now just peasants or better Goyims to be looted. Ireland will now have to cut spending, and the peasants will suffer as the Jewish bankers in the IMF squeeze education and welfare out of any juice, and giving money to themselves and the irish bankers who caused the shit.Another potato famine in the making, and we'll probably see Irish prostitutes around Asia soon, Male and Female, at leats these Irish are hot. Not to forget, Greece already went the same drama, but Greece was a drop in the ocean of the EU economy. Next we have Spain,a major economy on the brink of collapse with 20% unemployment and debt 130% of its GDP!! ANd then there is Portugal and god how many more European pig holes with financial blackholes. Only Germany remains the healthiest economy and ended up having to bail out these countries.Ironically the nation that tried to destroy Europe 50 years ago is now its inly savior. The EU countrues cannot control their economy as they have no currency to devalue and the unaffacted nations like Germany and France is againts develuing the EURO.So now they have prepared US$1 trillion of bail put funds, but many believe it is not enough. We thought that the 2008 economic nightmare ended in 2009, but we are just seeing domino effects, first, small bamks, then huger banks, then investment firms like the jewsih run ponzi scheme Madoff Trust that stole US$65 billion(at least it revealed this cheating scheme, too late for the victim!), then countries and now supranational entities like the EU. EU is just demonstrated the weaknesses of a supranational body and many countries now give sighs of relief they have their own currency.Now with Eu and the US in the decline, thanks to overleveraged financial systems and failing wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, Asia emerges as the most stabile power on Earth spearheaded by China withh India trailing by and a very rich Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be interesting to see how this century turned. The West dominated the Earth sphere for centuries, enslaving Asia and Africa, looting tour resources and later on held our necks with knives that are nuclear weapons. But thanks for te fact we are all humans, Asians too have nucelar weapons, and are now richer than the West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be an interesting century, Many bad things may happen, but many good things can happen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, with the Zionists and Jewish bankers deprived of their traditionally rich banks, the US and EU, countries around the world are no longer afraid of these hooked nose bankers infecting their economis. Now they can freely support Palestine like Brazil and Argentina just did.......pity the Israelis, their days are numbered. They forget that 4/6th of the world are not christians who believe in rapture while 1/6th is hell bent to see it emploded or exploded as long as it is wiped off the face of the Earth..they were better in hands of the Nazis..at least they used humane gas chambers that turn Jews pink..but we use scimitars and cut heads off painfullly...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the New Year of the Hijri calendar, 1431.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-4147877017368699912?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4147877017368699912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=4147877017368699912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4147877017368699912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4147877017368699912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/maal-hijrah-holiday.html' title='Maal Hijrah Holiday'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-6429791273186041119</id><published>2010-12-03T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T23:27:53.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intellectual scum</title><content type='html'>Such word does not exist,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who use this word should use it on themselves.Because only they know what it means and it takes one to use it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-6429791273186041119?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6429791273186041119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=6429791273186041119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6429791273186041119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6429791273186041119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/intellectual-scum.html' title='Intellectual scum'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-2957690758148597601</id><published>2010-12-03T06:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T06:37:17.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the year..are things getting any better</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UniFi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, we have first world class broadband..muahahhaa..10Mbps, 60gB, internet tv and internet phone. With our household income....we can very very afford it and it's worth it..just decreases the time I stalk people browsing their photos.I am so thrilled that  I dunno what ti watch on Youtube..or what anime to stream!! Guess I grew up too fast..sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;QIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FFucking crap they, the Keparat,I mean corporate gave us...10%..sheesh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am accumulating money, not bad considering I ate 3 times at work, pay two tolls everyday. I can actually go to Europe If I want to!! After this 13th month bonus!!! Money money..come come...come.Hope I dun buy a car next year..dem u Inspira..Ford Fiesta get out of my head..stay away from my money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aswad's wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I ventured beyond Ipoh or not as far as Singapore. Teja,Mastersilat Robot..Besut(just Besut) and I drove to Penang to Teja's fantastic 5 star crib in Kepala Batas last Friday. It was a really awesome night drive that Friday. The next day, Teja became our guide and took us practically through the land of the paddy fields, Kedah, Penang and Perlis in one go including Aswad's fabulous wedding.We sojourned Teja's alma mater, Syed Putra School in Arau. SPM was going on with student either studying or reading Kreko(so I noticed) at the school field while the school undergo repairs following floods several weeks ago that hit the North.Teja was really happy to be back.After a drive through the nation's sugar bowl(ladang tebu) , Arau, and paddy fields we arrived at Aswad's wedding at a school, just in time to see him drive by in his 'mini'  convoy. How on Earth he fitted in, only god knows. It was a joyous event and I share his joy..he was such a nice chap in Adelaide..best wishes to him. That afternoon too, we went to Penang, just to waste time exploring and eating this Norther world of Malaya with our eyes.One interesting place we visited is the government quarters where Teja's family used to live. It was totally bizarre neighborhood of rows of silent ancient looking colonial houses with an old looking school and a Red Crescent center. A quiet corner of hectic Penang, trapped in the past.If you see the place you'd understand why Teja is so serious,poetic and old..haha. Afterwards we went to the island via bridge, prayed at Kapitan Keling Mosque and hey..we got free Nasi Kandar from the Kapitans and they were delicious....took the ferry back to the mainland, bought some legendary Kuey Teow Telur Ayam Basuh and hadsecond  dinner at Teja's crib at Kepala Bata. One short day but we saw alot of Teja's world, paddy fields, sugar cane, cities old and new and Aswad's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good and equal substitute to a midsummer's day in the chersonese of Fleurieu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An awesome weekend. Looking forwards to more trips with these guys..Arep,Besut and Syuk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forwards to new experience to add to my cornucopia of life's lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall..it's a good month. Just got a free ticket to KLIMS from our Maintenance Engineer Saiful.Now who wants to go with me..can take nice picture with hot babes and hot rods!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-2957690758148597601?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2957690758148597601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=2957690758148597601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2957690758148597601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2957690758148597601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/end-of-yearare-bthings-getting-any.html' title='End of the year..are things getting any better'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-9195101993768493996</id><published>2010-11-21T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T00:21:37.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Paris..I dunno what's hello in French.</title><content type='html'>A momentum of excitement has coursed through my vein when Air Asia finally announced that their Paris flights will start next february. The Europe trip has finally become bullet proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weak RM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because our beloved RM is pegged to the loser US dollar, our exchange with the EURO took a beating, falling from 3.9 in September to 4.3 this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial plan is to crash to Switzerland(probably 4 nights) from Paris(3 nights) and Venice(3 nights).But after considering the expenses in EU countries, I decided to axe Venice and concentrate in Switzerland9probably 5 nights) where the Swiss Franc is 30% cheaper than the EURO.No worries, there are loads to visit in Switzerland and we plan to go therer during November when winter starts,.hello snowy Swiss Alps and Jungfarubahn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I hinyted November. My annual leaves starts after 16th August, I am so gonna screw my plant and take a full 2 weeks leave and they are not gonna stop me.Would love to go earlier, we'll see, for now it is November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Backpacker mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fendi will probably commit as he has $$$$. Have been pestering Tawakal to join since his family has $$$ and good chance he'll get a good paying job in Adelaide. I have learned it is best to travel with people with $$ or have acces to their parents $$$ load plus these two people are the best people to travel with based on experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan to keep the company small. Dun wanna crash too many people at my uncle's place in Zurich.Maximum 4 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I estimate to bring 2000 EURO not including the cost of the flights and train. I plan to enjoy as much as I can when I get there.heheheh...so I will have to start saving and build up at least RM8000 inr reserves. So all bonuses and QIP will be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This plan have given me a new momentum for the next 12 months. Lets hope everything goes well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...got a map of Paris metro from my sisters' rench language centre. I will probably plan to spend 3 night in the so called city of romance..hahhaa..as long as I get a pic of the Eiffel tower.it'd be enuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-9195101993768493996?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9195101993768493996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=9195101993768493996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/9195101993768493996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/9195101993768493996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-parisi-dunno-whats-hello-in.html' title='Hello Paris..I dunno what&apos;s hello in French.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-3567540015551664806</id><published>2010-11-09T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T04:45:51.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hectic day and more to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ST Test wafers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb customer asks for impossible wafers with an exact diameter which caused me to waste hours on 25 wafers on Deepavali, got myself screamed ast a crazy Chinese bitch whom I felt like drowning in the KOH/HCL bath and had most PEs screeching at me. Malas citer..done already and took my revenge by staying away from the office and just lepak2 at the line trying hard to understand sawmarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fucking delegators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent 20 mimutes with one and understand why everyone hates her besides her ugly chink face and high pitch annoying voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Went home early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun care if I am bottom 50% if I go home early..Wyatt is now a doomed citizen of a collapsing superpower and pity his children because they are surely gonna be jobles soon..I dun care. I went home through the canteen to avoid the silly corner office near the front entrance..wich fits the ignorance of an insular American..too fucking pissed off to hear Wyatt making comments I dun cc emails to him la or I make the paperwork slow...he can't even read the MPR and says he can't understand Malay while the fucking document is in English smart ass...okla..I am already home..too tired to swim tonight..just gonna relief myself as usual,..lepas steam skit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-3567540015551664806?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3567540015551664806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=3567540015551664806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/3567540015551664806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/3567540015551664806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/hectic-day-and-more-to-come.html' title='A hectic day and more to come'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-2303675476442493604</id><published>2010-11-07T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:57:58.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LCD- Low Cost  Dumbbox</title><content type='html'>I am talking about LCD TVs. Too bad it is LCI..other itwould be Low Cost Idiotbox...more appropriate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as you may have seen, prices of LCD TVs have jumped off the cliff due to high inventories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine there are 50+ million LCD TVs waiting to be sold off. With the steam of the World Cup dying down, demand dropped while customers move on to LED TVs which use LED lights instead of a fluorescent light in LCD TVs to provide a background light making LED TVs super slim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad for LCD TV manufacturers as their stock just lie there and lose value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think it is cheap enough, wait till next year, it is bound to be cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those buying LCD TVs after this may buy one for the last time. Soon we'll have TVs that could surf the internet and the traditional idiot b0x including LCD and LED TVs will be too outdated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the next generation will be the true idiot box. At least with the current situation I move between the living room and my room to watch TV or surf the internet.Soon I will just sit at one spot!!! Hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-2303675476442493604?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2303675476442493604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=2303675476442493604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2303675476442493604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2303675476442493604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/lcd-low-cost-dumbbox.html' title='LCD- Low Cost  Dumbbox'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-284927879572990618</id><published>2010-11-05T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T21:57:21.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I think about things.</title><content type='html'>-Malaysians drive like stupid assholes that if they get into horrible accidents they probably deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Malaysian are probably the most tolerant racists in the world. At least we dun have white supremacist death squads exterminating illegal Mexican illegal immigrants in the US....yes so many shit happens in the US and they also deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Americans are very stupid and insular people..if you meet any americans in Malaysia chance is he will live in secluded gated comunities, never eat at any local restaurants and drink only bottled water.That is why they are so fucked up...very liberal but very racist in nature actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-284927879572990618?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/284927879572990618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=284927879572990618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/284927879572990618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/284927879572990618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-i-think-about-things.html' title='What I think about things.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1015854126701914991</id><published>2010-10-31T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T02:13:24.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow</title><content type='html'>I know in life there is a rainbow..it is nice to look at and we gravitate towards it...expecting a pot of gold at the end..but is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To many people..the rainbow and pot of gold is many things ..same hair color..different intention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what my rainbow is....but to me..the pot of gold is life contentment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life content&lt;br /&gt;-free of debt&lt;br /&gt;-have a good home&lt;br /&gt;-Good and reliable friends&lt;br /&gt;-a son..i really want a son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I can brag that I work at an MNC but I am so ashamed to show people my workplace..ahahaha..not the dreamjob I expected 5 years ago..but beggars like me can't be choosy..not in this economic climate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Can't afford the super duper expensive but small houses in KL..I wanna live in KL or have a house in Selangor...worse Ipoh. But my mom and aunty bought a really big house in Shah Alam when it was not 40% overpriced as now in 2007.  The loan is very2 long and I guess I will have to chip in some day. I dunno..see la..maybe they sell it for good money but then what can they buy after that...a flat? Better to keep the house.At least it is landed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell the truth..I have difficulty investing interest in women around me..maybe because..as I am now..I am the only man of the house..my mom, sister,nenek,bibik and aunty.gosh..and the girls that I have met..are...'blank'..well.dunno what to say. But have no money for that responsibility yet.I have other plans for my money.&lt;br /&gt;But I am no queer..I'd like to have a family..a child...likely a son,..I dun even mind adopting but in our system,..you need to be married to adopt..damn..susah jugak takde mak nanti jadi pelek anak nanti..entahla..just wait for some spark to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EMotional downturn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reality.I am not actually happy. I am getting mood swings. I know I dun have what women have once a month bit at some times I get very emotional and angry and yang kene family aku. I am rather rude to my mom and grandmother especially when they get fussy(biasele perempuan)..so I when I get that swing I try to to stay in my room and just lie there..playing with the hamster and relieving myself.I am usually able to pent up these swings at work by indulging in some simple pleasures and keeping myself busy..dem what is wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dissatisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actuallt not happy with my life.some parts of me. My family is middle class and educated. My mom and dad divorced but we got over it. One thing I am not happy despite being a RM20 000/month household..but this is recent as I have started working and my mom promoted twice 3 years and her salary doubled  and my aunty get steep salary hikes every year..we were probably poorer by 50% in 2006..despite this 'durian runtuh' in income elevation..we are financially insecure My mom us still tied to the relatively new house loan(while people her age had already paid off theirs) plus the commitement to the shah alam house,and the car loans, I owe MARA some 10% of the total SPC scheme which I am grateful considering the other 90% is free and my brother's is saddled with his own study loan after he bungled up in his radiotherapy course after which he went into marketing in which he is doing quite well thank god.I now have my sister to worry about. I'd like her to go into into a field with job security. No engineering or biotech..either she takes accounting, pharmacy or medicine. She is smart but playful..but I am sure she'll do fine but i'd like to be there to help in any way so that she does not go through the shit I went through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there are many factors I am not happy&lt;br /&gt;-Many things in 2009 made me angry..I have never gotten over it and I felt like killing several people.But I was at fault too..but I want to believe it is totally their fault.&lt;br /&gt;-I am aerospace graduate..but stuck in a electronics factory..guess I take this as a personal and career failure and my position at MEMC is not confirmed yet till February. Guess that will be the test in my career direction.&lt;br /&gt;-My stupid father went missing. He still gives his pathethic dumb amount of a money for our upbringing but he is totally useless.We are not sure he's still living at his old place and he will only talk to us via SMS..won't even pick up his phone for us. But we are fine even without his stupid monthly contribution.Up to him la...10 years ago he made a decision to leave us and even disappeared for 6 months..I am not surprised with him as it is now but still seriously upset with my old man.Maybe I am bitter because of his genes..gosh!!!&lt;br /&gt;-There are many things...which I dun bother to share..coz people don;t care...hahha..don't worry..I'll figure something up..I have had too many surprises to give up now. I still have a family and some good friends I can rely on..not the shithead fake friends I had and pretentious cousins who wish to see I fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1015854126701914991?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1015854126701914991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1015854126701914991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1015854126701914991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1015854126701914991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/lookinf-for-pot-of-gold-at-end-of.html' title='Looking for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1950422958690766629</id><published>2010-10-17T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T22:48:15.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of 2010</title><content type='html'>Time flows like water into a deep ravine..never coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;As usual. Still a noob and bugging Dwe to pass on his knowledge. More and more people bugging me about the microscan and lasermark machines which I still have no idea about. More or less, I am still on a tight learning curve. Problems come  intermittently and I try to understand them..failing at which I will blame the operators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weddings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Suraya's sister's wedding.Makan best. Went with Arep and Acap . Nice change for a while.Ayik dok unah je time weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Budget 2011 and ETP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biug big project means election is just aroud the corner. MRT, 100 storey buildings but no bonus for civil servants. Kesian my mom..really needs the momey for the new house in Shah Alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accidents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been alot of horrible accidents lately. The bloody bus accident and later an accident just near my house. DId not have the guts to watch. But I noticed people on motorcycles stopping and rushing to the scene eventhough an ambulance arrived..the motherfuckers must want the plate number fot toto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Future plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still dunno. EASA is out of the question...where the fuck am I gonna get RM50k and it will take ages to get certified as an LAE..I dun have luxury like the elites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess I will be stuck with MEMC for a while. Probably the worst MNC around but they pay my salary on time. Not the next logical plan is to save up for something.Marriage? Nahh..takde jodoh yet. Buying a house? Too bloody expensive nowadays. Travelling? Now that is an idea..cheaper than marrying and buying a house Kereta tak nak beli...the Kelisa will be fine for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1950422958690766629?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1950422958690766629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1950422958690766629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1950422958690766629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1950422958690766629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/end-of-2010.html' title='End of 2010'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-2482764584996085798</id><published>2010-10-07T05:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T05:55:48.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EASA</title><content type='html'>I really feel like quitting MEMC and enrol into the EASA program. Long years before I become an LAE but it is better thab being stuck at a factory for 20 years..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-2482764584996085798?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2482764584996085798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=2482764584996085798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2482764584996085798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2482764584996085798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/easa.html' title='EASA'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7824234428592012421</id><published>2010-10-02T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T08:22:27.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday  Night...dinner with the TexanBoss makan pizza</title><content type='html'>Wyatt, the Texan guy who headed the Process team invited us to his house at Desa Citypark for a pizza dinner. He just brought over his wife and four kids from Texas so his wife could not prepare an american dinner and we settled for pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt is an American engineer for MEMC for 10 years already. He looks young, good looks with big jutting chins  but his hairline is receding, I give him 3 years before he is bald in the middle. As I observed, the mat salleh age really fast, really pity them. Not sure about age but he's about 40 but a strong lean soldier like body but his 4 kids are only between 2-8(3 girls 1 boy, the are all so cute, hope they get jobs when they grow up)!! His wife is the same age as they met at school at their small town, Gaiasville(his litte girl showed me on the map), Texas I think. Like any Texan familty, they are very conservative. So don't imagine his wife like Lady Gaga or his children like the kids at that stupid Kimora show or worse like in Family Guy. They are country people with strong family and Christian values based on the children's bible strewn around the house.The children even sent their own dishes to the sink and make their own beds!! Very nice family. Wyatt did not come from a rich Beverly Hills family or the son of a Houstan business baron, so he worked hard to get where he is. He is not much different from my mom but my mom travelled around the world more than he does.Pretty good to have a boss like him but I still have to watch out and not let my guard down..for office politics purposes. At the plant, i didn't bother Wyatt much as my processes were stabile and I try to solve the problems by myself as much as possible.So this dinner was a good warming up session with Wyatt and the other 6 engineers some of them I barely spoken to since I came in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt is posted at KL for one year. So he'll be gone by September 2011. That is bad as it getting a new Process boss is always unpredictable..you don't know what kind of guy will replace Wyatt!! So MEMC rented a house at the award winning Desa Citypark township(the cheapest unit is RM1.1 million!!) for a year and  also got him a Perdodua Alza which  must be an awkward car to these Americans with their big cars/SUVs. Their unit is a three storey townhouse with three rooms. Very roomy but not a house to a Malaysian liking but the township is really amazing and first class with 9 feet walkways, a central park with a wetland, a lake and a central shooping complex with a supermarket and restaurants but soo unMalaysia.Prefer the Malaysian neighbourhod with the mango and banana trees and the red tokongs under big trees.But Wyatt and his family are not Malaysians..so what the fuck do they care. A very confined township with first class facilties and wide open spaces. A good choice for Wyatt and his family as they come from the wide open Texas country(imagined it like the Australian Bush..haha). After the pizzas, talked here and there, It was kinda awkward. We talk and then pause until someone talk about the weather or durian or something, Wyatt's wife was pretty quiet and in Australia the white women are very talkative and based from Family Guy I thought American women would be talkative,but she is Texan. Engaged her several times and gave up after seeing how nervous she is in coping with 7 asians with different racial background and english accents(we are 2 Malays, 2 chinese,1 Tamil and 2 Sikhs). We must be as good as aliens to her..haha. But Wyatt was a very good host and took us on a stroll around his squeaky clean township. Some of us wanted to go home but we dared not protest out of politeness.Some of us worked hard the whole day and would just lie down that night to watch Astro or jerk off.In the end, some of us had ice cream at the nearby mall and we ended up circling the central lake and watching Wyatt's cute children playing around before we parted ways.It must be exciting for them to stay at a foreign country. I know how that felt. Hope the Malaysian experience will have a good impact on their lives!!!Hope Wyatt will give the green light for my probabtion result in February!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7824234428592012421?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7824234428592012421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7824234428592012421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7824234428592012421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7824234428592012421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/friday-nightdinner-with-texanboss-makan.html' title='Friday  Night...dinner with the TexanBoss makan pizza'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-6375541861792136727</id><published>2010-10-02T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T07:51:30.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things fall into place 2</title><content type='html'>Sambungf before saya melalut&lt;br /&gt;Ok..where life threw me after highs school..no proms unfortunately...sekolah miskin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Matriculation. One mont stint at Gopeng,.nothing much..my first time being away from home. hated it.&lt;br /&gt;-INTC,Best 1.5 years of my life. Had some good friends, joined a Hiking Club, which took me camping at the beach, Taman Negara and climbed my first Mount, G.Jerail la tapi but these were all new things and I was so thrilled and prouds to have performed them. Life at INTEC prepared me for Australia. It built my confidence and as a consequent I had a very adventurous spirit.. I like to travel and plan to travel the world!!&lt;br /&gt;-University of Adelaide. Good and bad times, The transition to adulthood! Was kinda study focused dring the first 2 years as we had fucking difficult subject, ade la supp sini sane but I worked hard and stayed at CATS for hours so that i never failed a single subject throughout the four years!! I also made sure I travel during the semester break. Went to Melbourne(total 12 times!!), Sydney, Perth, Tasmania, Brisbane, Sunshine Coast,Gold Coast(two times,Movie World, Seaworld, Wet n Wild) and even New Zealand covering Christchurch, Queenstown, Milford Sound and the Fox Glaciers. But my favourite place is still South Australia, the most awesome state!!! Even at SA I always try travelling here and there. Covered Fleurieu peninsular countless times, barossa valley(once in 2008 went there twice in 2 weeks when received two visitors from Melbourne, terpaksa jadi tour guide adoi), Yorke Peninsular, Kangaroo Island(3 times during Summer and Autumd, awesome!!) and even the amazingly large Murray River with its sheer cliffs. because of this travelling, I really fell in love with South Australia.Curse the day I left Adelaide. Sometimes, I really want to save up and apply PR, hope to get someone there to sponsor me..(takpe ihsan aku tak kacau kau.aku tau kau busy gile).Besides that, love also blssomed in Adelaide for me.To tell the truth I had a very insane crush on someone at Adelaide, who that is, for you to find out..kept thinking about that person from time to time..makes me crazy sometimes..but we are on separate ways now..doubt we'll cross paths ever again.!!Adelaide was a really crazy growing up process, and I changed in many ways for better or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Working Life..a new chapter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the happy endings at the gradyatuon ceremony where I sojourned Adelaide, Melbourne and Gold Coast possibly for one last time..I entered adulthood and got a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing some stint at UniKL doing marketing and a small engineering firm as a project engineer, I finally settled in at MEMC, a manufacturer of silcon substrate  used for semiconductor products. I firmly believed that this multinational company, with a German onwer but US based Global HQ would provide me with valuable engineering experience and they did not disappoint.8 weeks passed so quickly and I felt as if I worked there for months. The plant with round the clock shfts is constantly alive with activities. Going home at 8pm is considered normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a process engineer, I was in charge of the process of 17 edge profiling machines. At this stage, silicon wafers, are grinded at the edges for easier processing at the upstream stages. This process is considered stabile with very high yield but for time to time gets affected by defects due to machine problems or the specifications from the customers are too tight.Nothing I can't handle but I find it really challenging working with different engineering teams(manufacturing,production and quality) with different ways of doing things..But it seems MEMC does not like things too easy for their engineers and I am now having the priviliege of adding 48 more machines into my babysitting lists thanks to the inefficiency at an upstream pricess team which require the senior engineer from my team to go there to help things out. Worse of all, I am not getting any pay raise for triplling my work load. Pray that only a handul of machines gets fucked up at one of a time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this may be good in the long run. I get loads of technical experience and develop soft skills(meeting stuff, dealing with documents, presentations) and office politics skills(be quiet, smile and listen alot)..no kidding. My plan is to stay between 1-2 years before moving on. the downside of a MNC is that you are nobody to them.i HATE THAT. So maybe sometime later, I'll go to another smaller company or somewhere nearer my KL home or better,try to apply for jobs in Australia and get PR,......it is a plan..not bullet proof yet but on goin!!! Insya-Allah. Life has thrown me so many surprises and I am grateful..I look forward to my future!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-6375541861792136727?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6375541861792136727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=6375541861792136727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6375541861792136727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6375541861792136727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/things-fall-into-place-2.html' title='Things fall into place 2'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-6127476858675644570</id><published>2010-09-18T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:39:33.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things fall into Place</title><content type='html'>My life is so typical.Thinking back, it was OK and pretty much interesting. I do have a life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schools&lt;br /&gt;-SRK Raja Muda Seksyen 4, Shah Alam.Kononnya Elite school.Not much memory. had to take the dusty bus, the teachers were garang coz the school is very elite so homework piles up quickly. But I schooled there for only ayear before I was hurled into the other side of the world for a year.&lt;br /&gt;-Sunyside School. Followed my mom to Nottingham,UK at the end of Darjah 1 where she did her 1 year of Masters in English Literature. All I can remember are greay sky, cold weather, wiping my snot on my jacket's sleeve and morning assembly in the school gym singing to the piano and ducking my head as a teacher heaped praises on Jesus and the Lord. But there were good things like snow and new friends(mosltly Pakistani and jamaicans,yes, I went to school with lots of immigrants) and lots of UK school drama like the principal went beserk and threw his jacket onto the floor and parents having shouting matches in the school corridors, very First World, Hail Brittania. My mom was an education freak then and was very stern.I had lots of reading lessons so that I can keep up at the school and she likes to take me to museum as they loads of them there for loads of crap. The best ones were a Paleantology Museum where we huge black dinosaur bones and since them I became quite infatuated with dinosaurs and was convicted that they still exist!! Another favourite museum is the train museum I went on a school trip...it was really2 awesome and we got a free ride on a steam engine!!!! Haha..we travelled quite alot too..I still remember the rolling green meadows whenbtravelling interstate, the calm lakes and the lots and lots of gardens. We also went to London to see the Queen on her birthday, it was really criowded and hot and I didn't like it.We even went as far as Scotland where it is damn cold and empty with great green meadows strecthing for miles so I was pretty lucky for an overseas experience at such a young age.&lt;br /&gt;-SRK Section 18 Shah Alam. Returned to Shah Alam. SRK Raja Muda is so elite that I can't enter again so had to do with the nearest school which was OK. Nothing much.Adapted easily and had the best years of my childhood during my schooling there until Standard 6 and the worse when my parents divorved,also at Standard 6. I had so much fun, cycling to sekolah agama with friends, eating ice cream after schools, wading through the rain and puddles after school, playing with tadpoles, buying snacks and dadih at the Section 18 Saturday pasar, playing mercun  and bunga api during puasa. Shah Alam is probbaly the best pace for children because they have alot of empty fields so we played lots of field based games, so I was pretty healthy.There I learned how to play baseball(called rounders), kejar2, konda kondi and baling selipar and seasonal games like guli, getah, tutup botol and best of all gasing and I was pretty good at it..pangkah!!!!!. Things that my sister don't get to enjoy at our condo..too bad. It was sad that I left Shah Alam at Standard 6. I never had the same fun friends at KL where they were more interested in Game Boys and eating at KFC after school..so LAME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-SMK Section 5 Wangsa Maju. When I arrived I hated it. It was so dense and we had no field and my mom was so protective that I rarely ventured beyond the guard house. The school was OK, smallish and not well known. The rich urbanite  Malays at Section 5/6 prefer to send their children to elite schools and VI and St John although I know those papmpeerd boys do very badlybut get to go overseas anyway because they're rich.So my school consist of  students from areas like Setapak, Air Panas, and Section 2 where the public schools there are already full so I had classmates and friends from different backgrounds. Some of them insanely rich and some quite poor. In 5 years at that school I have met many students of various talents and backgrounds and of various races which I am proud of as I still keep in touch with former Chinese and Indian classmates. Going to school together is very good for different races!!! I was quite a low profile student. My parents divorce was emotionally challenging for me and I stayed at home alot and gained weight but I was very tall and big so no one bulied me. I retreated to books. i started reading heavy novels quite late, at Form 2, the first one is 'The Hobbit' by JRR Tolkien.It was an amazing book, from there I ventured into Lord of The Rings, Agatha Christie novels which my mom loves and of course Harry Potter and lots of Isaac Asimov novels from my dad's collection. My house is kinda like a library!! So books saved from going nuts I guess and fueled my ambition to become an engineer and be somebody!! PMR was a breeze and I thought it stupid, could have gone to MCKK as my dad was an old boy but I didn't want to to his disappointment. So waded 2 years through school, as usal, low profile until I got my SPM and became one of the 6 students at my school to get straight As...haha..to the bewilderment of my classmates and even teacher..seriously. 2003 was a good year for my school as after two years of drought, some students actually scored some straigh As.My school gained alot of attention and considered an elite school in the coming years with a student in 2004 became the best SPM scorer(12As) in KL and more rich people send their children to my school. The school I heard, has changed alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-6127476858675644570?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6127476858675644570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=6127476858675644570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6127476858675644570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6127476858675644570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/things-fall-into-place.html' title='Things fall into Place'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-5700235381213077358</id><published>2010-09-12T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T22:13:57.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya and updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Work &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OJT as usual. The 2week before Raya, there were less problems until Wednesday when the plant lost power at 4.30pm. It was so surreal. Our plant is very noisy and then out of the blue it went pitch black and totally silent. Curses were thrown at TNB but the following day it was discovered that a machine at CNI tripped. The CNI section(where the silicons conductivity is customiyed using chemicals and electromagmetic treatment) uses alot of power and since the stupid greedy americans want to double production, I guess the tired machines cant handle it. Despite having a shutdown for maintenancre on Friday night they still resumed production that night. It was so stupid.They should just commence shutdown and give the workers a break. Yes, production resumes onSaturday night during Raya, so some people will have to work but I heard the workers plan MCs, so in the end, the production time is wasted due to shortage of manpower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a new kuli, no early raya break for me. No annual leave till next Ausgust. So after I got back from work on Thursday, went home and showered and scampered to Ipoh. Oh....forgot to mention that my Swiss relatives came. Uncle Yan(my moms bro), Aunt Nitchie, Aileed,Kevin and his baby daughter came to Malaysia the week before.My other Swiss cusins Keziah,Kavita qand Alana are in Switzerland schooling and working so they cant come this year.So meriah sikit la instad of just my mom,bro,sis and nenek. Uncle Yan went to Ipoh earlier to kemas rumah while his children went to Terengganu trill Wednesday. Aunt Nitchie arrived on Wednesday Night. We departed in two cars to Ipoh after I got home from work...joining the solemn procession of vehicles..heading home to our respective kampungs.Alhamdulillah we arrived safely. Al Fatihah to the 100 plus poeople who did not make it. Raya could be a dangeroius affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel were booked full so my cousins have to stay at neneks dusty place but they coped well. Raya was pretty chaotic but it went well. We stuffed cookies after we arrived at Ipoh and arrange the plates and punch bowl. The next day, as usual, our house was the first target. At least 4 families came. When I say four it include several generation. So by midday all our rendang stock habis. I guess since we were the first house they eat more. We didnt go Rayaing at other house since they all came to our house anyway..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALl in all, it was a nice Raya. The first proper Raya in 5 years. The last one in Malaysia was before the SSABSA exam and we celebrated in KL as I had to study for the exams. The following years were in Adelaide, although the Rayas there were fun but they were quite pointless without family.Syukur dapat Raya kat Malaysia. The higlight of Raya when some kids played with my DSLR and they were very interested.Had a tough timê giving them turns taking pictures and preventing them from destroying my camera..but they were so damn cute....that I really hope Ill have boys of my own...maybe it is a sign from Allah..hahhaha..tgkla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-5700235381213077358?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5700235381213077358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=5700235381213077358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5700235381213077358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5700235381213077358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya-and-updates.html' title='Raya and updates'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-2717995677224998345</id><published>2010-08-28T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T21:50:30.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rezeki Murah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iftar Hidayah Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mongger invited us to attend the charity iftar. I banked in the donation quite late, soooo busy with the new factory job but at least I fulfilled my promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meeting old friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rezeki murah I meant was meeting old Adelaideasn..Mongger, Cham,Kak Aini, Bang Din and Rezuan. Arip and Intan pun ade..always good to see these two familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mongger and Cham are fine and healthy. Cham gila kurus..dunnno what is his secret....Barney the Dinosaur is no more..hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the iftar, Arep and I went and do Teraweh at the amazing Steel Mosuque or Masjid Tengku Mizan. There kebetulan met Abang Din.We also met Rezuan who had arranged to meet us there. It was good to see more ex-Adelaideans and see how they are going on in life. They seem to be doing fine. Bang Din is going into properties agressively and Rezuan has many plans ahead....a businee possibly...bile die nak kawen tatau..lepak dgn awek pandai.Haha. Arep went back around 11pm while Rezuan,Bang Din and I went pekena mamak at Bangi..hah..until 1am...borak2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..semalam memang rezeki murah..jumpa ramai kenalan yg baik2..Alhamdulillah..maybe good things come with charity..will try to contribute more in the coming years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-2717995677224998345?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2717995677224998345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=2717995677224998345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2717995677224998345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2717995677224998345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/rezeki-murah.html' title='Rezeki Murah'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7230232764279945357</id><published>2010-08-26T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T23:23:58.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates and a long weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orang Gaji lari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah cakap dah..these are not stupid Indonesians. The agent will replace our housekeeper after Raya.Sabar..sabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gaji setengah bulan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azMC8Nrx-l8/Snpxg97dTWI/AAAAAAAAADg/P5dDXFswWBY/s320/mata+duitan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azMC8Nrx-l8/Snpxg97dTWI/AAAAAAAAADg/P5dDXFswWBY/s320/mata+duitan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 1: The reality of companies mata duitan..especially cinapek company. Note Genting after decades robbing Malaysians are now ditching Malaysia for Singapore  where they are expected to make SG$1 billion in 2010.And the DAP and Chinese are calling Malaysia stupid for failing to retain these cinapek company like Genting and Robert Kuok(the guy does not even live in Malaysia yet making billions out of Malaysia)...I say good riddance..leave this swamp and balmy weather and leave us in the jungle thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised...agak best la MEMEC bg gaji walau keje tak sampai seminggu sebab first days dok diri kat line ke. Blondal the Evil Polar Bear has not sent me the check they promised for the two weeks I worked with them..just shows what kind of fuck up cinapek company they are..I was right to leave them....expansion ke Indon konon..gila duit company...but MEMC also gila duit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://androidarts.com/bomber/bomberqueen_factory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 278px;" src="http://androidarts.com/bomber/bomberqueen_factory.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 2: Factory work..work2...'the factory is your life'.....says Hany Tamim,.the ang moh motivator of MEMC.Last year the Malay engineers were forced to work until the night shift of Raya..so they can only leave the line at 7am on Raya morning!!! The workers retaliated by taking multiple MC leave and taking replacement leaces..but the cinapek manager took Indon but still the same coz Indon is also brown like us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMC despite being ang moh is run by cinapek..our manager..the guy who actually runs the company is an ah pek whose father has a food factory in Johor..so biasele..gila duit. They push2 us to work.....fed up that we brown natives go for hari raya hire Indon at cheap wages so that less brown natives work for them and the factory run 24 hours the whole year enabling MEMEc to gain US$1 billion profits per year...the ang moh not complaining but if this is the case in US I am sure MEMC is violating many work laws and human rights laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality bites..why I am complaining....I knew working in Malaysia will be like this.... tough and crazy..If Im not with MEMC I will be with an underperforming government agency or GLC and I'll be bored to death too.So syukurlahhhhhh...nak wat camne..kalau takde rezeki tak lepas probabation gi Jobstreet lagi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I got this job on my own..takde cable2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7230232764279945357?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7230232764279945357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7230232764279945357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7230232764279945357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7230232764279945357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/updates-and-long-weekend.html' title='Updates and a long weekend'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_azMC8Nrx-l8/Snpxg97dTWI/AAAAAAAAADg/P5dDXFswWBY/s72-c/mata+duitan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1240551145584943515</id><published>2010-08-23T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T05:09:54.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orang gaji berenti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang2 Indon ni skang kurang hajar. We paid RM4000 to the agent so that we can have someone take care of nenek since I am working. We went to and fro Putrajaya so that the stupid woman could work in Malaysia legally.This morning she quit.....buit the stupid woman has no one to go to..the agent do not want to take her..so we have a reluctant stupid maid in our house until Saturday. My mom was livid. We were nice to her. We let her watch TV, bilik air cond, she does not even have to coook,I don't even alllow her to make up my bed....boredom..maybe..I hope she gets to work in a Chinese household and wash their cars 4am every morning!!!!Hope she enjoys it or mayhaps she deliberately quits to work somewhre on the grace of the permit paid for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nenek is hopeless, she is old...she can't even open the shower in the toilet..so a maid is a must,my mom is contemplating a Sri lankan..Indonesians are so fucking hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish Kak Sri is with us..she was with us for 16 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keje.Qualification Lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting a new batch of orders...so for each order, we are conducting a qualification lot as a benchmark for the following orders from each customer. We tested one batch from 3pm to 6.30pm..it was so difficult getting the right contour for the wafers so we will probably recommend a new wheel to grind the wafers to the customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Driving home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may live quite far from my work place, but I actually enjoy the simple joys of driving to and fro work. Listening to the radio and watching the KL skyline whizz by while taking the DUKE highway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1240551145584943515?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1240551145584943515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1240551145584943515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1240551145584943515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1240551145584943515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/stupid-day.html' title='Stupid Day'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1358155477340751510</id><published>2010-08-21T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T20:01:14.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small reunion iftar at Putrajaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/subangjayadailyphoto/SBchD4kpCMI/AAAAAAAABig/zBMR-gdT-RY/s800/PutraJayaMosque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 225px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/subangjayadailyphoto/SBchD4kpCMI/AAAAAAAABig/zBMR-gdT-RY/s800/PutraJayaMosque.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 1: Venue of the iftar.Far far away from hectic KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno..it just came out of my mind.Started sending out invites to several people and asked them to invite others last week. At first wanted to do it at the Putrajaya Lake Club, a buffet deal at a seemingly nice location.Booked last week for 20 people. Some began to complain the price is steep, so began searching for alternatives but still retaining the booking.Anyway, I chose Putrajaya because as a KLite I know for sure, breaking fast at KL or PJ would be hell. I live 15 minutes from the City Centre and already know that traffic is fucked up nearing iftar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The iftar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.westieclub.org/images/Montgomery05Pics/dinner_table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 258px;" src="http://www.westieclub.org/images/Montgomery05Pics/dinner_table.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 2: A reunion is not about numbers but about the commitment of friends to spare some time to meet each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, finalized the venue at Taman Warisan Pertanian. 7 of us came, Intan,Aini,Acap,Apam,Syuk and Arip.Small crowd but it was good to see them. The place was very low profile and calm, just the right crowd. The food was OK for $33, as far as a buffet goes..the usual rice and lauks and some western grilled chicken and beef.Not bad, I was not expecting a fancy buffet and I skipped the rice and only ate the meat and chicken, you know, for my high blood pressure rice is bad. Through eating, we shared stories and our jobs, it was really good to see that we all moving along. We have our own lives.Since the place was not crowded, it seems we were lulled into almost 3 hours of talking. Eventually by 1030pm we all left with a fresh outlook on life.Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna talked in details what we talked about...but it was a very intellectual conversation at some part especially where Aini and Syul is involved...so dapat isi otak dengan benda2 berfaedah. Whatever we talked about, it stays there, the gems of the reunion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1358155477340751510?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1358155477340751510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1358155477340751510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1358155477340751510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1358155477340751510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/small-reunion-iftar-at-putrajaya.html' title='Small reunion iftar at Putrajaya'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/subangjayadailyphoto/SBchD4kpCMI/AAAAAAAABig/zBMR-gdT-RY/s72-c/PutraJayaMosque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-5097480484066396897</id><published>2010-08-20T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T05:18:50.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments of the week!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clean room experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was pushed around to find some scrap wafers from Julyn and August to solve some calibration fuck up thanks to thye QA department lousy methodology. Being a nooob, it was not my place to complain. Eventually, the Cleanroom PE, See Yen decided to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence I entered the amazingly clean cleanroom...duhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tow wear these santitation suit to avoid contamination of the wafers being etched in the cleanroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.pennnet.com/articles/cr/thm/th_0706crprevent02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://images.pennnet.com/articles/cr/thm/th_0706crprevent02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 1: What to wear in a cleanroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to wear a small suit which is very tight and GREEN....I noticed some of the operators giggling at me...did they see this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s.bebo.com/app-image/7927356537/5411656627/PROFILE/i.quizzaz.com/img/q/u/08/04/01/teletubbies_dipsy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 316px;" src="http://s.bebo.com/app-image/7927356537/5411656627/PROFILE/i.quizzaz.com/img/q/u/08/04/01/teletubbies_dipsy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 2: Teletubbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough Said..huhuu..but it was a really good experience being in the cleanroom which is cleaner than an operating toom...kudos to the engineering experience!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-5097480484066396897?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5097480484066396897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=5097480484066396897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5097480484066396897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5097480484066396897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/moments-of-week.html' title='Moments of the week!!!!'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7655540525734663281</id><published>2010-08-18T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T07:44:51.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMC job</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smiling Mat salleh=Smiling Hyena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mat salleh boss was so nice on the first day...senyum2..gelak...welcome2 saya..tepuk2...time meeting...all the engineers got berated and reprimanded as if they are children for not making enough money out of sand and tax breaks courtesy of the Malaysian government. I know that smiles means 'If you fuck up and make this plant lose money I am gonna skin you alive' to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall nice guys la..but I know they hate Malaysia..who likes out sticky and balmy weather...yes I miss Adelaide..nak simpan duit beli umah kat sana..aaaa...don't need to be ag moh to want to leave Malaysia..if I kaya 7 keturunan lainla...sayang Malaysia sangat2..right now I am just an underpaid junior engineer who could not afford his own house and car with the current pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fleeing engineer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'll be replacing a process engineer,Mrt,Jayakumar, nice guy.He's only been around 6 months.The Malay engineers hinted that he may not get through the 6 months probation so he's ditching the company for another job to avoid the humiliation....but if he is that good(with 8 years wafer productioin experience) and being released..how about me????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slave of the wafers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oldest engineer is about 50 and worked 30 years at MEMC.Mr.Fuad Teoh...I think he's muallaf long tme convert, it's very typical seeing Chinese converted to Muslim because they marry Malay woman around PJ.He worked there for 30 years!! And I swear he spends more than 12 hours at work and his  underling hinted he will never go home until his wife bising. He is quiet and I really hated it when he ignored me when i amsupposed to be mentored by him for a while when Jayakumar is busy...but I just endure it...I am sure he'll open up to me soon..he may have seen hundreds of noobs like me come and go and I am no different to the greasy rags lying around the factory floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Essence of the job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today I overtimed!!!! Doing almost nothing but have to do it as it was an order.One boring thing about this job is we do alot of monitoring. Everytime a new machine come, we watch the vendors install, test machine, we watch, operator measure stuff, we watch, they x-ray the wafers we watch..the operators and techs are virtually our robots and we just supervise!!! But we do get to do some 'House' like analysis when the wafers come out wrong. We have to dissect the data and trace which bloody machine made the fucked up wafers and call the surgeon(production engineer) to run a post mortem on the machine(usually he just disassemble and assemble). The factory is not big but it has alot of old but complicated machineries and being the oldest plant does not make it nice like the Freescale plant but in just three days I have seen whole machine being ripped open and whole processes gone fucked up that cause the engineers to scuttle in fear from the Managing Director's wrath although he'd transform into a benign coffee mug holding guy before the grilling morning meeting.Although I came back home late tonight,I was pretty satisfied that I managed to push myself to the limit..the fasting..opening fast at the greasy canteen and trying to know as many operators a spossible..memang kena sabar gila2....all those overtime is productive and the engineers and operators actually really appreciate of the new engineers are willing to overtime with them although you just wayang..hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malay Engineers who love cars they can never afford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay engineers who work in a ang moh and chinese dominated factories are brilliant people,...if not they would not have survived the probabtion and annual reviews. I am not sure why they invited me for an outing, but it must be because I'm Malay..I guess I should appreciate it as they are looking out for me. Oh yeah..yes, Malays are a minority among the engineers who are mostly chinese and indians.So the five of us, ingat gi masjid rupanya gi NAZA showroom. One think about Malays men,esepcially the educated, they have lots of dreams, nak kete besar, nak jenjalan, but it seems all those manly dreams postphoned because of marriage..hahhaha...that's why I dun wanna marry early. These guys are probably earning close to RM10 000 or at least more than RM4000 but they all drool at the cars at NAZA and complain that houses are expensive and raising kids is difficult..hahah..but these guys are nicela...bringing me along talking about their cars of theri dreams..I am sure they working hard for the BMW of the Merc at the Naza showroom and I wish them luck. I hope to develop comraderie with them although they arte all 30s and 40s.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Men will be men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7655540525734663281?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7655540525734663281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7655540525734663281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7655540525734663281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7655540525734663281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/memc-job.html' title='MEMC job'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-9196988369880593085</id><published>2010-08-11T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T05:21:08.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day Ramadahan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kerete Proton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.autoblog.com/media/2007/11/no-volkswagen_proton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 227px;" src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.autoblog.com/media/2007/11/no-volkswagen_proton.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 1: For years Proton cars humiliate their owners with fallen windscreens, broken power windows, jammed doors. Many people will always think twice buying another Proton due to bad experience with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid Proton Waja made trouble, the driver's door cannot close and we had to cancelled the trip to Putrajaya to settle the maid's levy.Fucking stupi day.Mam went mad and averything and aku plak kene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak nak to Proton.I'll have my Camry SV21 anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iftar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tRKk_SDN6dQ/SqsSlC93A9I/AAAAAAAABx8/-1GLShpQFBw/s400/masjid+sultan+mizan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tRKk_SDN6dQ/SqsSlC93A9I/AAAAAAAABx8/-1GLShpQFBw/s400/masjid+sultan+mizan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 2: Steel Mosque, the only pathetic physical legacy of the Slumberjack prime minister.Nce mosque though. Ramdan is a blessingm it brought me a good new job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having reopened my facebook and officially coming out of my anti social cocoon, I have ,along with some friends planning an iftar somewehere quiet and not 'jammed'. Possible iftar venue is at Putrajaya because I think it is a laid back place with big mosques where we can do terawih later.Will be discussing the details in two weeks. Oh..we plan to do it on  a Saturday,21st August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This plan is bulletproof..everytime i say this...it will surely jalan punye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAS trainee position rejected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received the polite big NO from MAS.. Okla..didn't want it..I dunn wanna stuck being a manager....hahaha.Good...everything is settled as they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;MAS=Mesti Ada Saudara&lt;br /&gt;Hahah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-9196988369880593085?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9196988369880593085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=9196988369880593085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/9196988369880593085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/9196988369880593085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-day-ramadahan.html' title='1st day Ramadahan'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tRKk_SDN6dQ/SqsSlC93A9I/AAAAAAAABx8/-1GLShpQFBw/s72-c/masjid+sultan+mizan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-3501283268341273856</id><published>2010-08-10T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:36:33.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies of the MNC</title><content type='html'>On TV and the internet,MNCs tell you they make your laptops in these kind of places..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.loaz.com/media/blogs/timwang/intel-dalian-fab-68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 223px;" src="http://blog.loaz.com/media/blogs/timwang/intel-dalian-fab-68.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 1: What an MNC manufacturing facility should loook like once they abide to stringent EU and US qualirt laws and god knows what regulations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, it is like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:-Od8Rfpz7PyTLM::&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__tnjiOL-NknPDJbQYNLvG-D1-GJU="&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 455px; height: 239px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:-Od8Rfpz7PyTLM::&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__tnjiOL-NknPDJbQYNLvG-D1-GJU=" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 2: But MNC are smarter and dodge all those developed world laws to make Ipods and laptops cheaply using poorly paid workersz(including engineers).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stock options...hah..why the fuck should I trust my money to a corporation, rather send it to the terrorists to kick US in the financial balls while China sucks its economy dry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-3501283268341273856?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3501283268341273856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=3501283268341273856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/3501283268341273856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/3501283268341273856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/lies-of-mnc.html' title='Lies of the MNC'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-2045537107250247946</id><published>2010-08-09T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:32:49.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assabiyah</title><content type='html'>One of the horrible things in Adelaide, which, concerning the Malaysian student community there is Assabiyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assabiyah is an illusion,It is created by them,us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assibiyah break friednships and cause whole households to split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucksbut they are as usual doing IT gain..all of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the students in Adelaide...one ADVICE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND JUST STUDY YOU FUCKING SCHOLARSHIP RECIPIENTS..YOU ARE SENT THERE TO STUDY...NOT TO MAKE AN EMBARRASSEMENT TO PARTY TO GOLEK2 WITH GIRLS OR PRETEND YOU ARE GOING TO WRESTLE WITH ZIONIST SOLDIERS...ALL OF THOSE ARE MEANINGLESS AFTER YOU GARDUATE..YOU ARE JUST ONE LAME MICRO COMMUNITY..INSIGNIFICANT IN AUSTRALIA...WHO CARES THE FUCK WHETHER YOU ARE USRAH OR NOT..WHETHER YOU HAVE THE MOST PICTURES FUCKING YOUR OWN GIRLFRIENDS ON FACEBOOK ....JUST STUDY..GRADUATE AND GET THE FUCK OUT BEFORE YOU EMBARRASS YOURSELVES AND ENDED UP RUNNING A NASI LEMAK STALL IN AUSTRALIA..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-2045537107250247946?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2045537107250247946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=2045537107250247946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2045537107250247946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2045537107250247946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/assabiyah.html' title='Assabiyah'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-8883899282401599089</id><published>2010-08-09T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:28:19.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tendered my resignation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.simplythebiz.com/siteimages/jobshelp-resign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 284px;" src="http://www.simplythebiz.com/siteimages/jobshelp-resign.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 1: In life, we go our own separate ways, links are made and broken but not necessarily broken if we do the right things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really depressing.Peter was obviously disappointed.From the past week I know he has been investing hope ib to bring his team to greater heights. He is a good man and a good leader.But I am young and have my own future to consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now wallowing at my cublicle, a burden lifted but unsettled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I am making the right decisions.My conviction will get me through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-8883899282401599089?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8883899282401599089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=8883899282401599089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8883899282401599089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8883899282401599089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/did-it.html' title='Did it'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1403640984439376890</id><published>2010-08-09T00:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T01:24:08.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMC called!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEMC job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got through!! MEMC just called and is offerring me a position as a Process Engineer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an multinational company that would hopefully catapult me through a better future career in this specialized industry. MEMC depite being a low profile player is  major player in the semiconductor industry with plants in KL,Ipoh and Kuching.Hopefully I will be rotated around the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fabtech.org/images/uploads/Companies/MEMC/MEMC.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.fabtech.org/images/uploads/Companies/MEMC/MEMC.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 1: I went through three gruelling interviews with MEMC. To skip this opportunity is to insult my effort in those three interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY first engineering work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I am kinda hoping they'd say no or offer me later.They want me to start next week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't what to say to Peter..whatever it is, I have just finished the drawing for the Q-Cell central vacuum system!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TF-w8SQqjpI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3M0xdfQfogg/s1600/First+engineer+work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TF-w8SQqjpI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3M0xdfQfogg/s320/First+engineer+work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503311819410411154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 2: An engineering system that will serve the solar wafer production line at Q-Cell.Designed by me..riak riak riak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be leaving the evil polar bear......I learned and saw so much from Peter and Nadia...I feel kinda bad griping about this company in this blog.But truthfully, I would not mind working at Blondal in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1403640984439376890?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1403640984439376890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1403640984439376890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1403640984439376890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1403640984439376890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/memc-called.html' title='MEMC called!!!'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/TF-w8SQqjpI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3M0xdfQfogg/s72-c/First+engineer+work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1767833652404613635</id><published>2010-08-08T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T07:48:42.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Facebook and  a book review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sickfacebook.com/images/Facebook-Club.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 184px;" src="http://www.sickfacebook.com/images/Facebook-Club.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 1: Faecesbook..not a typo..it is all about shit after all, the stupid statuses, dumb pictures, stupid games...but great for stalking people and your friends which no one could resist including me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faecesbook book has been proven a good tool for stalkers to murder people as happened in Australia some time ago and I remember from OnDIt that some girl fell on love with some prettyface on Shitbook,worked her ass off to pay for a hotel in Melbourne only to find the guy a very expensive gigolo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deactivated Facebook for quite some time.Reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I stalk people.I just like to look at people's profile.I think this is rude and why I dislike Facebook. I began blocking some profiles.I dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;2.Do we really need Facebooks for friends? I don't think so. Most of my FB 'friends' I barely know.Most of my good friends I get from having good times. For example, the Tasmanian trip buddies and I are planning a Taman Negara trip next year...no Facebook buddies among them?&lt;br /&gt;3.Facebook is vanity.God knows why people bother putting pictires they are not supposed to put..keep the snuggling and embarassing stuff to your own thank you.I have stopped posting pictures after realizing copyright issues..fuck..now Facebook owns many of my pictures...I didn't even watermark.&lt;br /&gt;4.Envy.Sometimes I envy some of the stuff people do at Facebook..especially those who got a job earlier than me.Ego...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I de-toxed from facebook by reading novels and other stuff. I finished the entire 'Philip Reeve' Mortal Engines quartet in just a month. Also tried reading newpapers, magazines and watch the news.Stuffing alot of reality and written fiction really helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing a favor to wean myself off internet addiction. And I have done fairly well. If I do sufr,writing in this blog helps keep myself off facebook ,I also read people's blogs and SoPo blogs.Politics really gets blood pumping through your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Facebook failed to get out of my system. I miss some parts of facebook..the statuses...the smart ones that is. I myself like to bait people with my political statuses..hahahha.I actually am not sure why I reactivated my facebook..but yesterday after I reactivated my facebook..I look up to some of my good friends and dropped them a line and most of the replied..it was refreshing....truthfully, facebook is probably a good way to keep in touch with some good friends..the ones do not hurt you ad stab your back and then &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWIST TWIST TWIST...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWaJ0s0-E1o&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWaJ0s0-E1o&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH!!!! THAT HURTS.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of my friends are either studying or working..hanging out or calling is not a good option...and I would like to keep in touch with more actively again since I already overcome the stress of finding a job..I am still stressed with a job but it is different now..much moreee better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Novel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough soul searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:yC-jmECbiYWjqM::&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__0p8hmj9CZyhYUuu1Or7lxgmthtU="&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 277px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:yC-jmECbiYWjqM::&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__0p8hmj9CZyhYUuu1Or7lxgmthtU=" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 2: The novel cover..elephants, futuristic spires and Thai temples....maybe I fell for the cover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my sis and I went to Mid valley to raid the MPH bookstore after her Freanch Class.Yes my sis is taking French..now she can speak Francais with her cousin in Switzerland.Believe or not we took the LRT and KTM..damn..so crowded even in the weekends..the KTM Komuter is even worse..I saw some tourists put off from boarding because of the huge crowd..but driving would be as bad....and I hate the MidValley parking..especially with a manual car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Windup Girl' by Paolo Bacigalupi&lt;/span&gt;. It is a steampunk novel , the same genre as the Mortal Engine series.I decided to buy another steampunk novel after I found a Steampunk blog which recommended this book and I like the synopsis, post apocalyptic world, bio-terrorism, Thai stuff and especially about the Malaysian Chinese who were almost exterminated by religious fanatics.....the DAP should read this book and scare the Malaysian Chinese in how they will end up soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is it about..like a good Steampunk..the world is misereable..petroleum is depleted and humanity downgraded their technological level and several wars occurred.Later, several hundreds later, with no cheap RON95, people take bicycles and rickshaw and people travel the world in giant airships powered by kink springs, sort of like engines which are wind up like toys.The major currency then is calories!! What is it. Apparently some companies, using biotechnology began introducing genetically mutated variants of crops and plants which wiped out the natural strains.Consequently, countries, that have no natural seedtock are forced to buy the GM seeds from the Western dominated food companies...so I guess companies like Nestle, Cadbury and Kraft run the world.So in the end, food is traded for commodities, for example, the Chinese trade disease resistant pineapples for whiskey.Not enough with that, the food companies even send spies to sabotage seedstocks around the world by espionage or launching political revolutions so that their scientists could attain the seedstocks and contaminate them so that the country's food source is totaly dependent on these companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is set in Thailand, yes&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;....Thailand.....&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBDKah2nnvw&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBDKah2nnvw&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably the only nation with natural seedstcok after the raid on the Finnish seedstock. Because of the wisdom of the Chakri kings, Thailand was independent in terms of food source and its seed stock guarantees that it could supply its own food rather than buy from GM companies.Thailand as usual is free. So the plot centres upon an American who runs a kink spring company managed by a Malaysian Chinese who survived a holocaust in Malaysia. The American is in fact a spy for a food company who wants to find Thailand's seedstock after he noticed that extinct fruits such as the rambutan began to reappear. He knew that the Thai are now more bold in utilizing it legendary seedstcok instead of hiding it indefinitely.With its natural seedstock, the Thais could engineer their own strains of crops that are resistant to the diseases unleased by the food companies.Under the cover of a kink spring plant which supplies spring powered engines wound up by giant mutated elephants, the spy combs the thai underworld for the location of the seed stock which led him to the Windup girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The windup girl is a genetically modified human who is almost perfect except she cannot breed. The ageing Japanese, depopulated and still insular created these New Poeple as a source of labour inclusing servants,workers abd even soldier.The 'New People' can be freaks as some have ten arms or buffed up muscles eepending on their functions. Emiko was special, she was a rich man's toy abandoned in Bangkok as an abused whore, despised by the Thais as a unnatural soulless devil, her pores are so smal that her skin was so smooth but made her body hot as she cannot cool down via sweating in the tropical heat. What Emiko knows from a drunken Thai officer entertwines her with the spy which led to dangers,roamnce and the near destruction of the Thai kingdom and the only genetic source of natural plantlife left on Earth not to mention her freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some interestong facts about this post apocalyptic world&lt;br /&gt;-As mentioned, Malaysia became a racist rabid state which butchered its Chinese populace. The survivors fled to Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;-Calories aka food is the new currency. GM food ravaged the world, causing natural crops to fail. Genetically Modified seeds can only be bought from food companies and cannot be reproduced, so countries can only buy the seeds from these brutaly greedy companies.&lt;br /&gt;-No electricty. Its back to walking,cycling and methane gas lamps.Even glow worms are used at strip clubs to emit green a light for the strip shows.&lt;br /&gt;-Mechanical power is provided by springs which store kinetic energy. The springs are winded up by giant mutated elephants. The elephants are equivalent of a power plant in this world, their fuel is basically food, so their muscles is source odf mechanical power.The airships use the kink springs as propellers. Once the springs expire, they are resent to factories to be rewound.&lt;br /&gt;-The oceans of the world rose due to the petroleum era. Bangkok is protected by a giant dyke which holds the ocean from swamping the city.Many cities like New York and Mumbai are flooded.&lt;br /&gt;-Many skyscrapers are abandoned without electricity to work the elevators and air conditioning.Only rich people live off electricity using hydroelectric power but electricity is tighly rationed and traded expensively as a commodity for specialized industrial purposes.&lt;br /&gt;-Biotechnology is an evil thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1767833652404613635?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1767833652404613635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1767833652404613635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1767833652404613635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1767833652404613635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/re-boot.html' title='Re-Facebook and  a book review'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7629543725806285010</id><published>2010-08-06T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:26:08.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lest We Forget: Hiroshima</title><content type='html'>It was WW2..The Japanese were not the good guys ..but they did not deserve this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uf-sFo8TN28&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uf-sFo8TN28&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us remind ourselves of the horrible consequences of nuclear weapons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7629543725806285010?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7629543725806285010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7629543725806285010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7629543725806285010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7629543725806285010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/lest-we-forget-hiroshima.html' title='Lest We Forget: Hiroshima'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-2989153932685462263</id><published>2010-08-06T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T14:21:26.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I named it The Looking Blog</title><content type='html'>Duhhh...you're dumbasses to believe that I named this blog because I like to write things I see...I barely talked about things I see but more about my insane mind......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named it so because I liked Lewis Carol's works.....Alice in Wonderland...Through the Loking Glass....yes..I have red through many classics more than you give my mundane appearance credit for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.win.tue.nl/ccee/MAGICAL/images/alice_through_the_looking_glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 260px;" src="http://www.win.tue.nl/ccee/MAGICAL/images/alice_through_the_looking_glass.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 1: Alice and the Looking Glass. Sort of what I do with this blog, but I am not wearing a skirt and dreadlocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence The Looking Blog in honor of Throgh The Looking Glass...for this blog's case...it is probably a Looking Blog into my soul and emotional roller coaster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.wix.com/media/cb3d35ad57584afc6a80d1b31c26f551.wix_mp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 290px;" src="http://static.wix.com/media/cb3d35ad57584afc6a80d1b31c26f551.wix_mp" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 2: That's life, you go up and down and a great big loop at some point that leaves you naseous..permanently...in the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait till I get a girlfriend ...you won't find pictures of us snuggling unashamedly in Facebook..it'd be personal but my ego will brag in this blog,...muagagaga..do not worry..I am not waiting...I can enjoy life on my own without depending on a soulmate to whom I will be stuck my whole life..I;ll enjoy bachelorhood while it still lasts...i am so lucky to be a guy....a man that is...you don't wanna know why.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Interstingly, a guys refers to both and man and woman..hehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so happy that the week is over after working for Blondal the Evil Polar bear for a week....my ego and unsettled soul deserves three entries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now officially stop bitching about MAS and MEMC at the next entries..tapi terasa gila tengok trainee2 MAS mase solat Jumaat kat Subang Airport....wei MAS&gt;.aku ade degree in Aero la.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-2989153932685462263?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2989153932685462263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=2989153932685462263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2989153932685462263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2989153932685462263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-i-named-it-looking-blog.html' title='Why I named it The Looking Blog'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-8698503121964186043</id><published>2010-08-06T05:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T14:10:05.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blondal is a evil polar bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://greeningwashington.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/polar-bear2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 194px;" src="http://greeningwashington.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/polar-bear2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 1: Polar Bear rule..reap the profits at a max., tell workers to work harder, and pay them peanuts.The Swedsih way....and they pride themselves in social benefits..how about us..the Asian slaves of the Polar Bear Empire!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made us sign a fucking form saying we agree to lose 1 day of our pathetic annual leave because we will be going back half an hour early during Puasa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As peter said.....Chinaman and ang moh.....typical....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have learned that some Malaysian Chinese think all uneducated Malay men as sexual perverts based on a conversation at the office......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity no Indian in the offcie,, else I can stereotype them....but I got enough of that from the past 3 years and I have made my final conclusion about Indians.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-8698503121964186043?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8698503121964186043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=8698503121964186043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8698503121964186043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8698503121964186043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/blondal-is-evil-polar-bear.html' title='Blondal is a evil polar bear'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-6025380690479388067</id><published>2010-08-06T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T14:28:17.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supervision/Inspection Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://precisetechusa.com/images/three_engineers_in_hard_hats_with_map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 329px;" src="http://precisetechusa.com/images/three_engineers_in_hard_hats_with_map.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 1: Engineers at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to find a gaggle of Ah Pek engineers on Google.It would be interesting to record the pidgin Ah Pek  BM engineers use when talking to me when they decided to think I cannot speak English. It seem I was just a Malay Engineer Monkey working for another Ah Pek Taiko to them.And these Ah Pek engineers are probably the proponent of Middle Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Yamaha plant again.The customer wanted a PM10 air quality test.What's that, I dunno, some dangerous particle in the air. Yamaha apparently wants to fulfill some ISO thingy and trying to fulfill the minimum requirement. SInce the air quality is being maintained by Blondal's equipment, it was prerogative for Peter to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met 2 Production Engineers, 2 technicians from some company who will be doing the air quality test and some contractors who has been screwing their job at the plant.Discusssion were made in pidgin Ah Pek English and I pretended to understand by staring and cocking my head from time to time and following them. This handicap is not doing well for me and I can feel Peter's remorse for hiring me(my imagination). I am sure I am hired for some stupid race based quota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a trained asshole...I managed to swipe all that away and concentrate on my ego.I survived the ching chong cheng meeting and got my assignment for the Yamaha Plant.I will be inspecting the plant after the contractors finish their touch up on their already crappy work and check Blondal's technician's work on the air filters next week. Peter is trying to cajol me to come to the plant on Saturday to supervise Blondal's technician....I am gonna say NO...why..I'll be back there in Monday anyway..and I need my life back..at least until I finish 'House' until Season 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So work is piling, I still can't do the drawing..no template.Nadia is absent..son is  sick..she won't be much help If she's here anyway.So much challenges. I really hope either MEMC and MAS call me and say either yes or no so that I can move on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will be writing a plan for my supervision job next week..haiya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amusing that some of  the Malaysian Chinese, who thinks that I can't speak English will end up talking in rubbish ah pek BM to me.......so stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-6025380690479388067?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6025380690479388067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=6025380690479388067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6025380690479388067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6025380690479388067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/supervisioninspection-work.html' title='Supervision/Inspection Work'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-253032507896854884</id><published>2010-08-04T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T21:14:39.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keje keje</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Going to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up everydat at 630am, join the crazy morning rush hour for an hour driving through 3 highways, 2 tollbooths and listening to Mix fm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.Visted two factories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First factory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hong Leong Yamaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was impressive.It was the first time I visited a semi automated motorcycle plant with robotic welding arms!!!.Although my first factory was the Holden plant in Adelaide,the Yamaha plant was just as impressive. The plant uses a smoke extraction system from Blondal which removes welding smog from the production line. Yamaha apparently was very picky about cost and chose a pollutant control system which is rather unsuitable in my opinion. That's how manufcaturers work, they only spend to comply to minimum requirement, never mind the workers will probably have cancer at the end of their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I learn is that it is no use having fancy english. My supervisor and the Chinese Yamaha engineers spoke in pidgin type of English which is incomprehensible!!!! Seriously!! I can't imagine how I will speak If I am stucke here for seberal years. ALready my vocabulary capacity is dwindling!!...Need a new novel to pump up my Engrisshhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just there to inspect some contractor's job who did the installation of Blondal's air pollutant system. It seems the factory was refurbished, hence the fabrication equipements were dismantled and reassembled. For 8 months some of the equipments were left oudoors and after reassembly, they are facing problems for some of the fabrication line and naturally, since they can't blame each other they decided to attack the conractors. Blondal's Sales Engineer, Peter inspected the affected equipments and will call another fabricator for a second opinion.It was a good insight on what a sales engineer does, solving customer's stupid problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q.Cell Plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best moment of the week. A german solar cell plant whose construction was rejected in China and Indonesia due to environmental issued...guess Malaysia is willing to take all the shit for $.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a typical manufacturere, 99% of their workers is Indonesian....so in a way..we should congratulate Indonesia for having a solar cell plant? As usual, after building the plant as cheaply as possible and masquerading it as a colorful building, they are having dust problems and wanted a centralized vacuum system. Blondal was called to survey the manufacturing site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually entered the manufacturing area and it was soooo COOOOLL..closest thing to a Star Trek environment. We had to cover our shoes in plastic and wear lab coats. The site consist of a large white area iwth yellow floors crammed with automated machineries, processing silicon wafers to be used in solar panels. Most of the processesare handled by robotic arms and a conveyor belt system which was really efficient.Everything works like flowing water..an engineering accomplishment!!! The human operators only monitor the machineries and pack the finished silicon wafers. The blue wafers are very thin and and some them break, strewning the floor with bits of blue dust and pieces.Q-Cell did not like this and asked as to design a central vacuum system to mop them up.Simply, they want a large central vacuum with  extended tubes stretching along the site with vacuuming outlets. This makes things simpler as they do not have to carry around mobile and bulky vacuums, instead, they only plug in extractors to the vacuum outlets around the site. The problem is, there are not many space to place the vacuum tubes on the ceiling which is already full of other interconnecting wires and pipes. If they planned ahead, they could have built the vacuum tubes inside the floor which is what a smilar plant in Singapore does(according to Peter), but it is too late for them. A centralized system is possible but Peter was not willing to do the installlation and advised Q-Cell to find another installer.Apparenly Q-Cell agree and Blondal will provide a preliminary design. If Q-Cell accepts them, Blondal gets paid, I get 10% of it. Hence,this is my first project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, Blondal lost a CD with all their drawing templates.Hence, I can't proceed with the engineering drawing and stuck with my preliminary hand drawn sketches with complete dimensions which I finished calculating.Hence I decided to write this blog out of boredom. Oh.the aircond here is so fucking cold..demit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is OK..lahhh.But I still think it is an Ah Beng company.Not very organized.To tell the truth, Chinese Social Capital helps this kind of companies.The contractirs Chinese, fabrcators chinese..you get my idea.. I am am the only Malay male in their engineering department if you exclude the underpaid Malay techncians.I am not sure why they hire me.Maybe think I am a liberal Malay but Peter is a good man and he eats rice with hands..first time I saw a Malaysian Chinese do that..not to mention calling other Chinese 'Chinaman' which he refers to as greedy stingy Chinese companies who build factories as cheap a possible to reap max. profit..and these are the customers that Blondal is servicing!!! I guess there are good Chinese who see beyond racial superiority and chauvinism.. I appreciated the site visits but I am still unclear about what to do.I can't do my work because they coud not provide the templates and Nadia, my supervsior, is not very helpful when I asked for help. The first week has not given me a good impression of the team although I enjoyed the visits to the factories!!!Maybe it is just me with a very high expectation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,if MAS offers me the trainee position.I will take up the offer.Insya-Allah....it seems I have given up on MEMC....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-253032507896854884?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/253032507896854884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=253032507896854884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/253032507896854884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/253032507896854884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/keje-keje.html' title='Keje keje'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-8954720313613628236</id><published>2010-07-30T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T08:54:57.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;70 Posts(+1 today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow..I never knew I wrote so much entries....I wrote 30+ pieces last year and just went through all of it since 2006..so much memories. I started this blog when I first arrived in Australia..!! The first entry was about the trip to Melbourne in 2006!! As I was a very lenghthy and inelegant writer, the first entry was so crammed with details that I conjurred vivid memories when I wrote them!!! My inelegant long 'essays' continued,mostly about my travelling in Australia,m such as the Morialta falls trip with Zaipul,Ajay and Zahied which confirmed that those three capitos were not my invisible friends back then before they warped into some other dimension for the next three years(never actually met them in 2009,saw them from afar but that's it). My 'essay' misadventure was proving exhausting after which I will hibernate this blog for several months...with entries being 4-6 months frome each other!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blog=Alter Ego?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 changed. I became strangely active. When I red what i wrote, I feel I was reading the blog of a different Hijaz Hasnan. I felt that the Hijaz in 2009 was lonely, felt victimized and angry. To sum up..I was really emo and I think I was. From what I can see, I wrote entyries everytime I felst stressed, especially after project meeting or when my 'former' housemates make a douche of themselves and annoy me which is extremely rare(1  or 2 entries, so I managed to control my 'emo' and not lambast at some particular person). Reading these past entries was truly interesting and made me gratelful that I am alreade a Degree holder in Aerospace Engineering babe!!! The Hijaz in 2009 was striggling and hallucinaing about failures for every second in 2009!! But It is sad I ddin't write my NZ adventures, It would have been another long and inelegant 'essay' but would have contained so much details compared to the 10+GB of photos that I do not care to see again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up, I am glad I wrote those entries,lots of lessons from past years and plenty of beautiful memories.I will persevere to continue blogging...my alter ego...the memories embedded in the WWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back to life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up the offer letter on Thursday,quite late as I was pre-occupied with other worldly things.Drove to Subang&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;DUKE&gt;&gt;&gt;Federal Highway&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;.Subang Airport Ramp&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Dhungy industrial building&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Blondal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The offer letter was picked, Ms.Ding, the old elegant lady which interviewed me last week, has a bit of chat, telling me about salary issues which  still do not comprehend and do not bother to explain here and what to expect of my job.Fine.I opened the letter later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The offer letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth.Terrible. 6 working days per week, 8 days leave per year until 2013(other companies my friends work in gave 20+ days!!!) and only RM3000 medical coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not impressed and Ms.Ding was screwing me telling me how my 'commission will be several times my base salary, but I ain't see the commsion yet and for all I know the commission will probbably be dispensed after the project is finished which may be several month and several years!! At the end, it will not make much difference after spreading the commission over the months!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really praying MEMC to give me that training job..Insya-Allah, but I will still work with Blondal..I may seem pessikistic but 'belum cuba belum tahu'..who knows Ms.Ding is not screwing me and I may get some good bonuses if we get good projects this year...despite the fact that Blondal's client, Nestle is relocating to Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I am sick of staying home with the hamster....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SoPo stuff(Extremely inelegantly long)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..since I have began a  misadventure into the world of SoPo blogs, I would like to begin a long inelegant essay on a particular subject, the Malay rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may know, in exchange for the citizenship of non-Malays in 1957, the Malay or bumiputera rights was enshrined, where the federal government has the right to mobilize the nation;s resources skewed to the benefits of the bumiputeras which is alsonthe majority and make up the working class and low to low middle class of Malaysian society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These privilieges cover many areas. Scholarships, housing and government jobs and many others such as Malay land titles etcetera.The right have been utilised for decades to uplift the economic status of the Malays.The most positive legacy of the bumi rights, manifested through the DEB and then the NEP is the provision of education to the Malays. My mom and uncle ate beneficiaries of the MARA overseas programme and I dare say they are successful products of the NEP.My mom is now a Master holder and Honors Degree holder in English Literature but now is an experienced Marketing Senior Manager at a Tier 6 University(really good university) while my uncle, who initially a Civil Engineer is now an IT specialist for a subsidiary of Swiss Bank which only allow very talented people to work with them.My uncle speaks French and German which are the spoken languages in Switzerland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other legacies include a largely Malay Civil Service which provided about 1 million stable jobs to Malays and government incentives and favours when it comes to business opportunties.As a consequent, GLCs are run mostly by Malays.There are successes and failured.Sime Darby and Petronas are successful Malay GLC ventures. Petronas in particular is the bastion of Malay professionalism for being one of the most successful oil companies in the world while oil companies such as Pertamina in Indonesia which handles more oil resources is cionstantly failing to meet expectations. Other companies such as Proton have mix successes but is currently doing well and has been successful in deleoping a local auto technology and MAS which despite having financial problems managed to carve a good reputation under Malay stewardship while companies like Renong went bust despite successfully built the North-South highway which is a massive engineering feat. Whether successful or failure, these ventures had created a new class of professional Malays ranging from academcians, Project Managers, and Engineers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite government assistance, Malaysia's econoic landscape is dominatd by the minorities particularly the Chinese. Notice anything during CNY,Chap Goh Meh and even Wesak? All distribution of food and raw materials grinds to a halt. There will be sugar and cement shortages and everyone have problems!! The Chinese, dominate the economy end to end. The harvest the raw materials and process them to the finished products, hence, the private sector and the factories are dominated by the Chinese.This gave a them a leverage over the majority. Despite Chinese interest groups accusing the Malaysian government of being unfair to the brink of ethnic cleansing, the Chinese, through their dominance of the private sector causes more damage to the Malays. Malays, no matter how good their education backround, are routinely denied job opportunties. Why? Look at Chinese companies even MNC companies, the HR Manager will surely be a Chinese.Many tales I heard on how a Chinese from UTAR is given the engineer position over the Malay who went to the University of Melbourne. The Chinese will always give excuses that the Malay candidate have poor English proficiency and even have the audacity to to require Mandarin proficiceny, denying many professional private sector jobs to 65% of the population.In terms if business, Malay businesses can never beat the Chinaman companies as the Malays can never get the raw materials such as cement and timber as cheaply as other Chinaman to the extent that Malay companies have to hire Chinese consultants and pay them grossly just because they could talk Ah Pek to the Chinese supplier. The Chinses in Malaysia, have a strong Social Capital, waht does that means? Simply cronismes and nepotisme, favors for the same ethnicity built upon generations upon generations since the clan days. This is not racism and many Chinese are innocently unaware that they are probably the biggest practitioners of cronisme in Malaysia despite being self professed meritocracy society. As a cosnequent of their massive Social Capital, Chinese graduates, even at diploma level can get better higher paying jobs than a PhD Malay while and experience Malay can never get higher pay than a poorly experienced Chinama at his level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof, my uncle and my aunties. My uncle once came back to work for the Mykad project.My uncle was one of the specialist working for a Chinese contracting IT company.Despite having decades of experiecne and being an expert programmer and willing to come back to Malaysia for lesser pay than what he earned in Zurich, my uncle was perplexed that his pay is lesser than the a fresh graduate who was attached to him.Reason? The chinaman was some long distant relative of the company's director or something and the chinaman newbie was rude to my uncle and was only an obstacle to him.That chinaman would probably now brag how the Zurich Malay is inferior to him and took all my uncle's credit. My uncle naturaly returned to Zurich after his ex-boss begged him to come back......my auntie, she works for ana devrtising company, Chinese owned.My auntie worked hard and aptly rewarded, but sadly, her pay will never be as high as her chinese counterpart, Her artner can't even speak proper English and her boss sold his Merc at cheap price to his Chinese employees, but he will never offer such discount to his Malay employees, and my Auntie is still stuck with her Kelisa while her gagap partner driver the boss' ex-Mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malays despite its 'crutches' are still margizanlized despite being educated. Many Malays are now at a level playing field as the Chinese and are proven to be as skilful. Many Malays such as myself, are educated and have self confidence and have skills to offer to the nation, but we will have hurdles in securing a professional job because of our skin color and our non Mandarin language handicap. AEven if we get jobs, our pay will be low and we will have to work very hard and get abused because the Chinese boss thinks we are a waste of taxpayer money, never mind that almost RM50 billion are in the hands of 40 Chinaman while Chinaman are very good at tax evasion with which they buy their Ah beng pimped Mercdes and BMW. Never mind that they are the ones that snap up the million dollar condos and villas around the country. Sure there are poor Chinaman, there will always be poor Chinaman, but opportunities are open to them far wider than the Malays(and Indians to a large extent), employment and even borrow money from Chinese companies and clans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government's requirement of having Malay partners in companies is to allow the Malays to penetrate the Chinese Social Capital and tap its resources, But the Chinaman are a jealous guardian and most of the malay partners they select are the incompetent lots.No Malays partner will ever be successful in a Chinese dominated company and will be regulated to a directorship doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malays have balanced the Chinese economic dominance wthrough poltical power, But that has changed. The Malay votes has been split, thanks to the ego of a single convicted sodomite to become Prime Minister and the hatred of a self proclaimed Muslim Cleric who hates another group of Malays which he considefrs as bad as infidels but sleeing on the same bed as the pagan and jesuite Chines chauvinists. You know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the government is being blackmailed by the minority whose weight in the democratic scale has increase significntly. The millions of RM foe Chinese schools that teach Chinaboys and Chinagirls in a language of a forein country and teaching false history(now Chin Peng is refarded as a freedom fighter by many Malaysian?) and demands for more scholarships despite 48% of the JPA scholarships being awarded to non Bumis...I bet they will not be hapy until no Malay are given any MARA loands even for a Certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, there are calls for the 7% bumi discount for &gt;RM500l homes to be scrapped. To the Chinaman and blind Liberal and UMNO hater Malays, this may seem like a Robin Hood triumph over the UMNO nobleman. But try to see the big picture, hiw much does a terrace house cost? In Penang and KL? RM500k!!! My mom even had to share with my auntie to buy a terrace house in Shah Alam that is already RM500k...and that's only leasehold!!! 7% is alot,and makes a difference.I assure you many Malay buyers are working class, engineers, leacturers and manager who probably have to take 20-30 year loans buying a terarce house or an upscale condo(that could reach RM500k) where they can raise their children in a better environment..7% coul mean some extra thousand RM for their children education and some life's comfort..there are not many obsecenly rich Malays to hoarde on all the bumi allocated luxury homes and bleieve me, most bumi unist are eventually sold to non bumis or foreigners after a years if no bumi steps up and that happens alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I bring to you the question. Do we still need the NEP? Not just for yuu, but for the kampung folks, for the Malays who may not get straight A's like the Chinaman with 20As but could not speak proper Bahasa but have other talents or the Malay who is gifted in arts.Some months ago while on MARA carnival in Perak, we met a Malay boy who took a bus from Kelantan who arrived 6am at Ipoh and waited for hours at the MARA Perak office....we looked at his results..not straight As..his STPM cukup makan..but enough for a Degree programme.....did he deserve it? he came all the way from Kelantan...he has the determination and we registered him for a Degree programme in engineering.......will he get the opportunity without the NEP?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-8954720313613628236?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8954720313613628236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=8954720313613628236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8954720313613628236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8954720313613628236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates.html' title='Updates!!!'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-4708509556739414864</id><published>2010-07-27T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T10:10:49.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The MAS Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insomnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://insomnias.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/insomnia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 212px;" src="http://insomnias.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/insomnia1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 1: Insomniac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why, but I can't damn sleep last night and ended up reading endless SoPo blogs that I got a really bad migrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dailytravelphotos.com/images/2009/091205_kuala_lumpur_malaysia_woman_street_rain_umbrella_traffic_IMG_0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 280px;" src="http://www.dailytravelphotos.com/images/2009/091205_kuala_lumpur_malaysia_woman_street_rain_umbrella_traffic_IMG_0256.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woke up quite late.It was raining in the morning and it was heaven sleeping in the cool and damp air,Woke up at 10am,slogged through the shower for quite a long time, cloth myself in office attire and the South Korean tie my mom bought in Seoul and departed to Subang airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malaysia Hospitality,MH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived there at 1.30pm exaclt, as the email from MAS syas they'll have a 'Case Study' before the intyerview by 1.30pm.The HR executive came half an hour late, opened the interview room and we received the Essay Question about the viability of a silly Local restaurant which offer 100 dishes at too many branches which is suffering from poor profit growth.Duhhhh..memangla..which dumbfuck franchise offer 100 dishes!!! Look at 'Chicken Rice Shop','Laksa Shack','Nasi Lemak Antarabangsa' and 'Mee Rebus Ramli'!!....see a pattern!!? I attacked the subject subtly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is MH at it best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The panels of intreviewers were in a meeting so important that they made us(four interwees including me) wait until 5pm!!!!!Between that I went to their greasy cafetaria and ate Kuey Teow and a glass of extremely sweet sirap bandung and went back to the spartan interview room with posters of destinations that the poorly networked MAS is no longer serving such as New Mexico and Ipoh.. I was so bored that I napped on the sofa after failing to take interest in the financially troubled Reader's Digest magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, two interwees, who has been waiting since morning as they had to sit for the IQ and aptitude test asked for their leave ane requested another alternative session. The apologetic HR executive as accommodating and gave permission.Then the two interviewers came!!!! I went in first at around 4.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MH Interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interviewers were a man and a lady.Both Malays, so as usual, borak je banyak after the usual 'Talk about yourself' and 'What is your weakness?'. From what i see, they were quite surprised that the 100kg Malay boy with the horribly short crew cut hair in front them could speak coherent English. ..haaha..they took some interest in me and began asking stuff about my school, my university and what I did, like I said, borak borak, I was being cautious so I brag myself on how I like trying new things, diligent, can work in unsupervised environment bla bla bla and talking about places I've been to which made me miss Australia so much..demit. The borak2 cum intreview took about 30 minutes which ended with me questioning about the positions they are offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Management Trainee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently MAS is 'compelled' to a hiring free to employ 64 staff which will be rotated through various departments  in a year and evaluated before they are permamnently attached to their repsective departments. I am also happy to hear they are also finding people for their Engineering department. So there is a chance for me to become an engineer but the management may have other things for me in store, so I my end up fucked up in Marketing or HR..but hey.at least I would be working in an industry closely related to my degree!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the interview went well, but I don't know, all my interviews before this went well and the decisions are still pending. Overall, MEMC still offers the best opportinuty to be an engineer cum slave at a hideous factory, Blondal' position is largely a sales type of engineering and I am not sure where MAS will throw me in their large pool of staff of 20 000 people!!! Like I said, I will just start with Blondal first and wait for offers from MAS and MEMC.No more interviews after this..tak larat faking my smile and talking proper English!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-4708509556739414864?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4708509556739414864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=4708509556739414864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4708509556739414864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4708509556739414864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/mas-interview.html' title='The MAS Interview'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-5929704092033286038</id><published>2010-07-26T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T05:22:32.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to the job place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Office and where it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My designated office will be at Blondal HQ in Batu Tiga, right smack in the midde of the federal highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Getting there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course..by car!! But I dislike the idea of using the horrible car infested Federal Highway not to mention the tolls amounting to RM7 per day by taking the Sprint Highway and then DUKE or RM13 by taking PLUS and DUKE. It will cost, by my estimate,RM350 on toll and fuel(estimating I use RM200 per mont) not to mention the RM250 per month for a second hand car(my estimate using a 2nd hand Atos as bench mark). All in all transport will consume close RM600 if I include miscellanoeius such as junk food I chew while being stuck in the Federal Highway!!! And my company will only provide RM300 transportation cost!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could skip the tolls and get up really early like 5am and then brave the Federal Highway saving me RM150 per month f tolls. But that leaves me with less time a internet addict human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LRT&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;KTM&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Blondal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a Batu Tiga KTM Komuter station, but it is on the other side of the federal Highway,DAMNIT, hence I will have to cross an underpass a km away and then walk another 2km to get to Blondal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have walked from Norwood to Adelaide countless if times and it takes 5o miniutes of leisurely walk to cover 4km!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The KJ line+KTM trip will probably consume close to 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end I will spend close to 4 hours per day walking in the sticky climate and then packed like a sardine in the short and narrow KTM and KJ line coaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cost:&lt;br /&gt;KTM Komuter Monthly Pass: RM84&lt;br /&gt;LRT Pass: RM100&lt;br /&gt;Total:RM184&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Malaysia for having a fucked up public transport system which is basically useless once you stepped outside the LRT and KTM station!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will buy a foldable bike and cycle like a clown to Blondal!!!!!!Naaahh....my ego as a Malaysia will not allow me stoop low as the Indons and Banglas..gaspp..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car it is then......I guess...oh MEMEC..please offer that fucking training post!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-5929704092033286038?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5929704092033286038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=5929704092033286038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5929704092033286038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5929704092033286038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/getting-to-job-place.html' title='Getting to the job place'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1164956536920420548</id><published>2010-07-24T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T12:11:36.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will officially be a taxpayer!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blondal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A company specializing in dust control equipments used in the manufacuting industry.You can see their building besides the Batu Tiga Toll, an inconspicuous building with a polar bear on its crown.&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It is not a big company but I am confident they ca provide me with the opprtunity to pratice my engineering skills.Plus they are Swedish, with a Swedish Ang Moh boss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;their mascot os a Polar Bear..I never knew Polar Bear is Swedish...I only kniw IKEA is Swedish...after Volvo got OWNED by China...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last Thursday. Firstly met with the senior manager I guess, an old but elegantly professional Chinese lady who studied in Sydney ages ago I guess. Naturally, I maneuvered the interview into a chat about Australia which I am sure both of us enjoyed..who doesn't love Australia after studying there? She seemed please with my control of English and praised me as a bout of fresh hair...I am not exaggerating.It was a good change from the previous interview at MEMC.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..especially the session with the QA engineer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After that I had a short meeting with one of Blondal's engineer , two of them I guess.The firstengineer was a Chinese guy called Peter. He began explaining to me about the company's operation which sells engineering solutions with regards to dust control systems at manufacturing plants. Our meeting was conducted in another lady engineer's office, she is called Nadia, UK graduate who's worked with Blondal for 6 years.We had some chat too after Peter left from which he never returned.I politely asked my leave which Nadia accepted as I didn't want my mom to wait in the car outside any longer.I was abit pessimistic to be honest.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job offer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After I got home, Peter called the house.My mobile was on silent so I didn't notice his 5 missed calls in the past 2 hours. He was offering a position as a Project Engineer..yes..a Project Engineer!!!!..not the Sales Engineer position as advertised.I was dumbfounded.I didn't expect to be given an offer immediately.I asked Peter that I will give my decision the next day.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was not sure.My mom was also not surre.Although she's pleased with the offer. I was still interested to wait for MEMC decision after my their interview with them and I still have an interview with MAS(a second interview after their stupid IQ and aptitude test the previous week). I still wanted to explore other options.I don;t want to be stuck in a jon I don't like..yes.fucke me..I am choosy..a spoilt brat MARA student..biasa le....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately,I had a good friend wo chatted with me the whole night. He got in touch with another girl I knew from Melbourne who underwent the same experience as I did. In the end, after receiving and processing their advices, I made my decision and said Yes to Peter the next morning.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still restless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have stopped applying for jobs at Jobstreet and concentrate on the interviews with MEMC and MAS and the job offer from Blondal. My take is that should MEMC offer me a position, I will have to,sadly, abandon Blodal's offer as I believe MEMC offers a better engineering experience (plus a chance to go to the States for training).Most importantly, MEMC is the closest MNC company which is in par with the likes of Intel,Western Digital and big MNC firms who dragged through three three interviews.I am also curious about MAS's offer, but personally, I will stick to Blondal even if MAS offer a position.From what I understand,MAS is offering me a 'Management Trainee' position which does not seem to affiliated with engineering.Well, we will have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am living proof that engineers typically spend 6 months jobless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the 6 months worth it? Of course!!!Between the 6 months I went to Australia for my graduation, swam in a tank infested with Sharks an Stingrays in the Gold Coast,went shopping in Melbourne,played WiiFit until I got bored at home and went to Universal Studios Singapore and ride two awesome roller coasters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all worth it and everything falls into order if we put effort in jobseeking and present yourself well during the interviews..good shirt and pants from Marks and Spencers and a neutral and confident English accent...hahhaa...let me brag a little..I think I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1164956536920420548?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1164956536920420548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1164956536920420548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1164956536920420548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1164956536920420548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/will-officially-be-taxpayer.html' title='Will officially be a taxpayer!!!'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-4225133270172119091</id><published>2010-07-21T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T08:30:53.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMC Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably one of the toughest interviews I have attended. Three interviewers who asked th same question but demand different answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is good. As this shows that MEMC is looking for competent people, not some half baked assholes who went overseas but could not even speak English without mumbling and stuttering.If the interview is too easy,it means your gonna work in a sweat shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Supervising Engineer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first guy is the engineer in charge of the MEMC KL Silicon plant.Nice guy, must have been handsome if he was younger if he's not losing too much hair.Pretty nice and relaxing.Asked alot of questions about my Final Year Project which I bragged about in my resume. With my stupid results,I am pinning my hope on my gempaq project so hey..I deserved it. I know the answers but explaining stuff to an engineer is so damn hard as It took me awhile of babble before the guy finally said 'that's what I was looking for'.But after that it was all chat and stuff until a rather peculiar looking engineers or otaku came into his office abruptly and  forced a form upon my interviewer to sign. It was a very funny moments as those two guys of different 'coolness' exchanged jokes..that small moment seem to make the journey through the morning rush hour to this spartan&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;factory rather meaningful.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The session with him was OK. We initially had some short chat about Australia before he grilled me about what I was studying and did during my work experience stint with SAS. I never lied and did the best i can with my Engggrishhhh....explaining that I am a competent engineer with passion. But it was a tough session nontheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The QA Engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes another Malaysian to make you feel down. The Chinese Malaysian was rather stern and not as jolly as the previous two.While the Ang Mohs never cared to see my transcript the QA guy persued my transcript and even remerked that I was weak in Maths which I humblly accept with much humiliation. The worst session of the interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post mortem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure I was prepared and know the answers to what they asked.But their question were different and quite unexpected. As a consequent, I had trouble cobbling up a straight answer and ended up giving two three answers before they were happy.This is not good. But I am still optimistic as I was really honest with my answers which I gave with much enthusiasm and I can only pray for the best. As I said before, I can just look for other jobs although I would really like to see America even if it is for training.Que sera sera I guess.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Interviews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am really edging closer to the 6 month limit of being unemployed. I started looking for a job actively in february so I am officially 6 months unemployed although I did work with UniKL from April to July.No worries. I have another interview with Electrolux tomorrow and some lady called me just now to call me for an interview but the line was bad and she vaguely said she'll  call me again.Insya-Allah, opportunities are abundant in this short world.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/29740109-4225133270172119091?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4225133270172119091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=4225133270172119091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4225133270172119091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4225133270172119091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/memc-interview.html' title='MEMC Interview'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-4514346080331164584</id><published>2010-07-19T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T12:22:31.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>According to my deteriorating Sijil Beranak, I came out from some lovely hole at 4am this morning 23 years  and 40 minutes ago.So here I am 4o minutes to becoming 24..I am getting too olf for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember being depressed last year during this time because I had a supplementary exam..fuck Aircraft Design..dem useless subject.Right now I feel cam biase2 je.tak stress..hahahhaa...but I am abit stress because there is a hamster lost in my room and so far it has not gone for the pile of kuaci under the bed not to mention the third interview with a bloody US semi-con company this Wednesday...doa2 dapat..ble berlagak gi US 6 bulan..kalo tak dapat..it's another trip down jobstreet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, the way I think of my age is..if I get a loan for a decent freehold 2 storey terrace house of abour RM500 000 which is typical in the Klang Valley and even Penang, it'll take me 30 years to repay it.Hmmmmm.........................by 54 then I'll own a house.....before that hutang kereta if I am unlucky ade bini dan anak!!!!! Worse if I'm gay coz metrosexual partners are ridiculously expensive because I won't be the bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-4514346080331164584?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4514346080331164584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=4514346080331164584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4514346080331164584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4514346080331164584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-6057606381432362457</id><published>2010-07-18T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T00:32:53.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.collider.com/wp-content/image-base/Clubhouse/M/Mortal_Engines/mortal_engines_wallpaper_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 199px;" src="http://www.collider.com/wp-content/image-base/Clubhouse/M/Mortal_Engines/mortal_engines_wallpaper_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 1: Two of the main characters seeking shelter at an Ice city sliding across Northern Europe.This is the cover of the 2nd book, Predator's Gold which IMO is the best book of the quartet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about it.Just lots of SoPo blog,Jobstreet and the possibility of going to the States to become a Bumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas..it all started in Adelaide.Demmit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author is Phillip Reeves, a steapmpunk writer. What is steampunk? To avoid brain damage from reading my inelegant long writing, I suggest you watch Steam Boy by Osamu tezuka. That is Steampunk.Lots of steam powered gadgets like airships and trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phillip Reeve's world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.scholastic.co.uk/assets/a/ca/36/mortal-act-free-315231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://images.scholastic.co.uk/assets/a/ca/36/mortal-act-free-315231.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Figure 2: Municipal Darwinism in action.It is a town eat town world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked the fourth book of te series somewhere in the middle of 2009. Amidst the assholes around me and the burden of a a final year project, I would naturally saunter among the shelves of worn books at the Adelaidde City Library seeking solace.Since I've decided that heavy themed fiction was too much for my brain at that time, I lingered at the Teen section and a small novel with a cartoonish cover attracted my attention. I knew about the series from Malaysia,probably in 2008. It was a series that probably lost to Harry Potter in some Children;s book award and the first book was Mortal Engines. What is it all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Steampunk world of Municipal Darwinism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.What could could more interesting to a crazy engineer student like me than mobile cities eating other for the crown of the food chain.The steampunk world of Phillipn Reevs is a post apocalypic world where as usual, the United States or the American Empire and probably China went on a  nuclear duel which wiped out almost the entire world(save for Africa which emerged as the leading civilization of the post apocalyptic world) with nuclear weapons and bombs laced with SARS like vriuses probably thanks to Biotechnologists. And so, as everyone wanted, the United States was totally destroyed with only a handful of Alaskan survivors, China was also ruined save for its population in Tibet while parts of Europe were completely decimated by nukes and natural disasters such as volcanoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being reduce to savages, the Europeans were still technologically advanced,using remnant technologies from 10 000 years ago(yes that long since WW3) such as airships which are used to safely traverse the maze of volcanoes and ravaged landscape in Europe which makes sense. Multiple civilizations flourished but were eventually decimated by natural disasters until the emegernce of the Traction civilization. London,or what's left of it, tired of being attacked by mutants and threatened by earthquakes decided to build a big engine with large wheels and put their city on it and move to safer grounds and later turned back and crushed the mutants with their big tracked wheels. Being a post apocalyptic world, resources were scarce and so London went about eating other settlements.Other surviving emerging European cities did not want to be eaten and went Traction to avoid being eaten and to escape the volcanoes,floods and earthquakes. Soon Europe became a Great Hunting Ground where cities on wheels,caterpillartracks or even ice skids go about eating each other for oil and metal.It was the age of Municipal Darwinism..whatever that means. This new era was also te death of the great African civilizations which were eventually killed off by Traction cities and towns and they eventually joined the survivors of China who did not go traction to form into a the Anti-Traction League which combined their military resources to repel the Traction cities from encroaching on their static settlements and farms.Both sides from time to time salvage some ancient technology from America or China which they will use to their advantage for their selfish needs. The Traction cities obviously learned alot of mechanical stuff while the Anti Traction league began using walking corpse powered machines to become their soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so there it is. The world f Phillip Reeves. I don't wanna talk about the individual books but they are really good that the maker of LOTR,Peter Jackson is currently turning the first book into a movie this year.And I promise it is not rubbish like the Golden Compass(which I have also red and stopped reading it at the the third book when it began to involve homosexual angels) or even Twilight, Yes, there's romance and some hint of sex in it too...as usual...but it's OK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-6057606381432362457?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6057606381432362457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=6057606381432362457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6057606381432362457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6057606381432362457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/reading-time.html' title='Reading time'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7900741991734156958</id><published>2010-06-23T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T04:11:19.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tak pandai</title><content type='html'>I am not a good blogger..so I will not continue the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently addcited to SoPo blogs to boths sides of the political spectrum, therefore I am too confused to write anything about political stuff...soi will avoid anymore political commenntaries..Aku Janji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good, interviews come and Go, waiting for MEMC to announce the interview results(and the 6 months training in US) and the 2nd interview from Muhibbah engineering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7900741991734156958?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7900741991734156958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7900741991734156958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7900741991734156958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7900741991734156958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/tak-pandai.html' title='Tak pandai'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7909532521474977901</id><published>2010-05-15T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T07:16:54.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Polticsa(Part 1)</title><content type='html'>All those years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a diligent follower of Malaysian politics...which made me very interested in Malaysian hostory. Naturally as a Malay, my initial support was for the Barisan Nasional. I guess this interest blossomed particularly when I was Form 1, just after the Anwar Ibrahim saga. This rift within Malaysian poltics created a lot of international outcry which attracted my attention plus rhetoric in the largely government regulated media which tries hard to convince that Mahathir's decision was for the best. At that time, the country's economy was booming while neighbouring countries like Indonesia,Philippines and Thailand was languishing in poltical ane economic crisis.I was a core BN supporter right till Form 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 3 saw me undergoing transformation in terms of poltical understanding.Despite the peaceful Malaysian life, I was disturbed that many Malaysian posted many evil words painting Malaysian as a racist country. Hence I was aware of the Malay rights. I was not really that conscious of my 'special rights'.I went to a normal school and did not take my chance to enter MRSM or boarding schools which I didn;t realize was largely exclusively for Malays. I fell for the bait by these largely Malay bashing Chinese and It was to my understanding that the Malay rights was also unfair in terms of the university quota. I tried so hard to understand the Malays rights, which then to me was erected to address the handicapped suffered by Malays in terms education and business. However, the evil words on these forums still made a sceptic of the Malay right which to me which was making Chinese straight A students who could not speak proper Bahasa and do not even have any Malay friends roll on the floor crying for not getting their JPA scholarship overseas or and I became a self hating Malay..but not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahathir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a really big fan of Mahathir. I am perpelexed why so many hated him. I was proud of him as I was happy what he did. I am sure every child no matter Malay,Chinese and Indians are very proud of our Twin Towers,our national car,Putrajaya and modern inffrastructure that is characteristic of the Mahathir era.Unfortunately,came a time when I loathed this man particularly after Badawi took office. The BN's corruption and efficiency became more apparent, more Chinese despite their wealth made more sad noise and ghosts of huma rights violation from the Mahathir era were resurrected.Alot of reading into Malay bashing forums and portals like Negaraku,Malaysia Today and blogs which to me more relevant that the government skewed media turned me into the Mahathir hating opposition sympathizer.This is athing I am most ashamed, especially my act of questioning Mahathir who has been in politics for 40 years and ruled for 20 years. Many people make conclusions that premiers that rule more than 10 years are despots, power hungry and dictators and all those stability erected by mahathir was swept away for Chinese girievances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the blogs from the BN side emerged, more sophosticated, mature and engaging than the Malay bashing blogs from the opposition. I was an intense participant in oppositon blogs, but too many Malay bashing rhetoric was putting me off. hence I began to scroll through alternative blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malay rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my readings of various articles, a biography of Tun Dr Ismail and blogs ,I have a more mature understanding of our comples political landscape regarding the Malay right.\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Malaya was going towards independence, the British Malaya Union failed because the majority of the Malay race was againts it. This was unexpected because the Malay in the British opinion was docile compared to the the rebellious Chinese and Indians. Educated Malays realize that the Malays were at an disadvantage in the Malay union and would be drowned by the Chinese and Indians who largely have better access to education and business opportunities. To paint a picture, the Malays would only undergo priamry education and the British, the racist bastard they are tried to only educate the Malays in farming and basket weaving in their secondary and tertiary education. Fortunately, the Malays are a developed society and proud, many middle class Malays of that era particlularly from the Royal families, though not as rich as the Chinese sent many of their children to good school and universities. Hence, leaders like Tunku,Dr.Ismail and Mahathir, educated and intelligent became the backbone of our independence movement and Malay rights which is the basis of our country and its constitution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizenship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many challenges, the Malays, united under UMNO made an alliance with MCA and MIC which represent the minorities. At that time, 2 million non Malays are technically not citizens of the Malay states despite have being imported by the British.There were mainly workers in the tin and rubber industry and were not meant to stay but they did and the Malays had no problems with their presence.Now, the Malays, should they be cruel had an option of exptariating these non Malays back to China,India and Ceylon as the British do not recognize them as citizens in the first place. In 1955, the Alliance under Tunku won a massve victory, riding on the votes of the Malays and many non Malays. UMNO then was powerful. It has so much power and mandate theat they could literally throw the non Malays into the sea yet they negotiated courteously with MCA and MIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The social contract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Alliance then created the fundamentals of our country through its constitutiton. The Malays, as the true custodians of the land shall be given special rights in exchange for 2 million non Malays. This was a blessing in a tumultous time when almost all Western nations have policies of preventing Chinese from migrating to West even in Australia while India was udnergoing social upheaval which made unwelcoming even to Indians in Malaya. The constiturionw as forged, and Malaya was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th May 1969&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good time for Tunku who proclaimed himself as the happiest Prime Minister on Earth. Malaya was relatively peaceful and made many friends. Malaya was considererd rich..it could have 3 building in Washington as its embassy while South korea at that was at war and could afford even a building and asked Malaya through then ambassador Tun Dr Ismail to sell one of Malaya's embassy building at a cheap price.In addition, Malaya was so prosperous that Sabah,Sarawak and Singapore merged with Malaya into Malaysia willingly in 1963 and we became bigger. However, racism ad chauvinistic values crept in and challenged the Malay rights and the rebellious Singapore seceded against its will with a crying Lee Kuan Yew to prevent further discontent. Tunku was probably one of the few leader in the world willing to secede a valuable territory for the sake of a peaceful society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the cold war crept into South East Asia in the form of communist insurgence which planted hatred between the Chinese and the Malays. In addition, Chinese chauvinistic value began to question the Malay rights and the Chinese in particulary became ungrateful. Despite restraint by UMNO, the Chinese chauvinists continue to taunt the Malays. UMNO was so concern about Chinese sensitivities that when Labor Party(communist infested) thugs killed an UMNO worker before 1969 elections, UMNO kept then buthery under secrecy as to prevent backlash from the Malays, Later ,3 Labor parties were seen vandalizing walls with Labor Party slurs were confronted by Malay policemen. The policemen shot one chauvinist when the Labor thugs tried to attack them..the Chinese chauvinist reaction....a full blow procession through Kuala Lumpur..which the government consented which had to go through Malay areas with the participants,mainly Chinese chauvinist and Indians who think they gain more by siding the Chinese taunting the Malays in Chinese such as 'Malay Si'(Melayu mati) while carrying communist banners with pictures of Mao Zedong who later starved 50 million Chinese to death in China. The government at that time was seen timid in the eyes of the Chinese and they took this opportunity to further the Chinese chauvinist agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Alliance performed terribly in the elections in 1969.MCA was dead and useless while Selangor and Penang fell into the opposition hands. The chauvinist Chinese, led by DAP and Gerakan, became bold and began a procession ion Kuala Lumpur to mark their victory. They brought brooms to symbolize a 'sweeping of Malay rights' and taunted the Malays. Th Chinese were also furious when MCA leader Tun Tan Siew Sin abdicated from his ministerial post and they saw this as an attempt by UMNO to reduce chinese power in the alliance although it was the minister's personal desicion which also suprised UMNO which was still willing to give ministerial post to MCA politicians despite MCA's terrible performance in the election.More reason for more Chinese chauvinist to go to the streets. The Malays meanwhie, has had enough when a Malay army officer and his wife(according to official police reports) were butchered after they came out of a cinema in the Chinese dominated area of Bukit Bintang by Chinese thugs.The Malays, who have marvellously restarining themselves had to retaliate and a mass riot broke out which decimated mainly the Chinese chauvinist who dared to challenge the Malay's patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tunku was shocked while the Western media watch gleefully to write off Malaysia into the dustbin of history. The crisis was so severe that Tunku, knowing he had disappointed the nation gave full power to Razak while the enigmatic and strong Dr.Ismail was summoned from retirement to help restore peace. The parliament was dissolved and the MAGERA(national operative council) was erected to govern Malaysia which was under emergency law. The Royal Malay Regiment and the fierce Sarawak Rangers were depatched into riot areas to calm situations and the ISA was enforced to curtail more riots while a balck out was imposed on printed media to prevent the spread of rumors. The riots was quelled and confined within the Klang Valley but the even will forever affect Malaysian politics in the future. Razak could easily have become a dictator seeing that it was a trend in Thailand and Indonesia with his absolute power under MAGERAN but with wise leaders like Dr.Ismail beside him, the though never crossed his mind. With peace restored,the parliament was restored and the Alliance began establishing a majority government by courting opposition MPs to join the Alliance that eventually formed a comfortably majority government. A 20 years new economic policy was then introduced to further strengthen the Malay race in education and business to reduce the social gap between the Malays and Non Malays.As a consequent, more Malays are absorbed into the civil service and given more places in public universities through quota systems to create more middle class Malay who would eventually make them of equal standing with the other races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be Continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7909532521474977901?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7909532521474977901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7909532521474977901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7909532521474977901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7909532521474977901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/malaysian-polticsapart-1.html' title='Malaysian Polticsa(Part 1)'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-9151448518539648695</id><published>2010-05-07T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:07:48.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 2010.....officially 6 months jobless but I want a car.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Job hunting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seem UniAde degrees are poorly recognizsed because in my interviews the interviewers do not even know that Adelaide is in Australia. Prolly they thought UniAde was some dumbshit IPTS in a shophouse, but given that UniAde facilities are always overcrowded it is like one anyway.To people reading this...I STRONGLY ADVISE YOU AGAINT TAKING ENGINEERING IN UNIADELAIDE but you are welcome to take dumb courses like accounting and law over there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mongolia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom went to Mongolia right now on a marketing mission. According to AL-Jazeera Mongolian society is fucked up thanx to Vodka.Forgot to tell her to bring back some Genghis Khan souvenirs of there are any besides vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deduced that public transportation is pointless when you live 15 minutes away from the city centre by car when there is no jam.I mean, it takes me about 45 minutes just to get from Dang Wangi to Wangsa Maju by Kelana Jaya Line including the time to walk, buy ticket,queue and board and then either take bus/taxi to my house.Whereas by car it's just 10-15 minutes via the AKLEH highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence I've been interested in buying a car should I secure a long term engineering job. I expect that I'd work around Klang Valley as far as Klang if I get a job ear KL..if not prolly Perak,N9,MelakanPenang and Johor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which Car&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want big car, not in Malaysia but I'd love to have a Camry SV12 like in Adelaide but with our climate and poor maintenance culture.no way..so I am targeting a hatchback, not as small as Kelisa but something that suits my height.Since I am utterly disgusted that we pay so much for a new car, it has to be second hand and reliable.The options are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naza Sutera 1.1-Good reviews...nice interior, high so not difficult to get in as Kelisa.But it actually looks awkward. The good plus is that the pre-owned ones are so cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inokom Atos 1.0- Plenty on the roads,better looking than the horrible Kenari but personally it looks like a granny car. I have to be choosy too in terms of looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyundai Accent-Ok,this is not a hatchback but it is inexpensive and the brand is pretty good and not so expensive. The 1.5 engine means that I could enjoy a nice drive interstate on the highways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proton Saga/Wira-Errrr..sorry to say this but not interested in dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyundai Getz- The pre-owned ones are pretty expensive but this is a very relible and popular car overseas even in Europe and Australia.If my pay is OK, maybe I can afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new car is possible, but it has to be local brand and less than RM50k and have good fuel consumption.No MYvi but I am attracted to the Hyundai/Inokom i10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just have to wait and see, many factors in the decision to buy a car.But in the near future, should our half past 6 government expand the LRT  which should include a larger area of the Klang Valley and the improvement of the bus service through the BET and BRT systems, I may use the car less to go to work should my workplace in KV be reachable by PT...this is a resolution I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-9151448518539648695?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9151448518539648695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=9151448518539648695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/9151448518539648695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/9151448518539648695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-2010officially-6-months-jobless-but.html' title='May 2010.....officially 6 months jobless but I want a car.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-5771942038097253848</id><published>2010-04-30T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T09:48:26.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a bad blogger yet again</title><content type='html'>Once again, I have been neglecting my blog, the cause, an emotional roller coaster following my transition from a quiet Adelaide life to the rat race life in KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last entry I made was in March, shortly before I returned to KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last days in Adelaide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see Queen Mary which was diputedly the largest cruise ship in the world..but following my return to Malaysia, I gained so much knowledge watching Astro and just knew that the biggest cruise ship is in the US just finished construction last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makan2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a thing I like to do...I am very generous..tak kedekut....spendthrift..although I was labelled berkira by stingy people...when I am in a good mood...I'll go to Afghan and but a kilo or two of mutton or chicken and ask Aswad to cook for me..so I exercised my generosity one last time in Adelaide the night before I balik KL. It was OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bye2 Camry SV21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt extremely sad when I sold the car to Penggadis tak sedar diri no.1..I never regretted buying the car and I was darn proud of owning it...travelled to the Murray River,Barossa, and Goolwa with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balik Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik sorang2....no one sent me..aku ni kan loser.......bak kata sorang mamat tu kat sume orang2 cool di Adelaide..sorry aku ni sensitive and it is so hard for me to forgive idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House repainted,all rooms have aircond, new wardrobe and a new bookcase of love Malay novels courtesy to my auntie........and pool was finally fixed.alhamdulillah rezeki murah.Swam everyday.,..watched alot of Travel and Adventure and watch Al Jazeera.....so boring...so I asked my mom if I could work with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, my mom, who shared with my aunt bought a 5 room terrace house in Shah Alam which is almost completed, Since my grandma live with us now and our condo which is nice but goddamn didn't have an elevator was proving an inconvenience to my grandma.So the plan is for me,grandma and the stupid maid to live in Shah Alam by next year and hopefully I could get a job around the Klang Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UniKL part time staff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily SPM was just out and my mom's dept became shorthanded, so I became a part time staff at my mom's department...my mom is a real infamous senior manager(the only female of the senior managers ) so all my mom's staff are so cautious with me....huhu...my job was doing documentation works..keying in names of students..registering straight A students who do not know how to fill in online forms......asking parents questions through the phone..often listening to them babble and giving excuses like 'saya ni cuma kerani Puan' when I don't know the answer. What I enjoy most was asking the queries from international students who drop in to inquire about UniKL courses, since my mom's staff, being the typical Malay they are speak pidgin English, they willingly give the task to me,although I don't think I speak as well as my mom,but I am a confident speaker at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two weeks working at UniKL, back to Australia, after four weeks in Malaysia...I really felt like a douche ...regretted going back..I wanted to move on..but tickets and hotels were booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Gold Coast for 3 days,went Harbor Town, Sea World where the best thing we did was snorkeling in a aquarium with real sharks(tame ones) and manta rays, the ones that killed Steve Erwin..huhu..it was magical and totally pawned all my snorkeling experience in P.Perhentian.I really recommend people go to SeaWorld to snorkel, apparently their snorkelling tank is among the best in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFter that, tigered to Adelaide, stayed at Comfort Inn, clean and tidy with shitty blonde receptionists.Adelaide was really boring....I think because I came as a tourist...it is boring, since we came during the weekends, the city was practically dead so on Saturday and Sunday we just rested at the Hotel, ate a Silk Road for dinners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, grad time, got the robes and boating hat, into Elder Hall then Bonython, listened to 'Orochimaru' theme like melodies being played in an organ, boring speeches and lining up to receive the scroll, took picures with our hats thrown into the air.....did that done that....saw many faces..some I wanted to see..some I don't.....those stuff took one whole freaking day and we were so tired and slept till 9pm after we got back to the hotel and went to a uighur restaurant at a Northern Suburb(my knowledge of Adelaide suburbs is fast dwindling)..so that's it...esok..tigered Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melbourne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say.But I was glad to come to Melbourne, such a photogenic city, my 7th visit to the city within 5 years.We spent shopping at the SoutherWharf DFO,so much cheap stuff, got two jeans and two shirts, the rest of the shopping is for my mom and lil sis. I don't know how much we spent but it included a Wii Fit Plus and the board think.We are not rich but we know how to spend to enjoy ourselves when the time and price is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balik KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd April, the Australian holiday ended. I studied there for four years and traveled into almost every state,Melbourne,Sydney,Tasmania,Perth,Kangaroo Island(three times!!!),Lancelin,Great Ocean Road etc. including New Zealand except NT and I did many interesting stuff.I have finished my degree and it is time to move on, fine a job, secure a loan that I will pay for the rest of my life and buy a house...I am so gonna be a home owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had three so far, Two with job agencies and one with Materialise,an unknown Belgian AUTOCAD specialist co. in Europe who claim they're the best at something in Europe, Materialise courteously rejected me the next day after the interview..huhu..but they have a small shitty office at Damansara and I am not keen in working in a rat hole(damsn my ego is big)....so now I will continue applying for dubious engineering positions on jobstreet and The Star and hope for the best...meanwhile..work at UNiKL and slow talk with students from Iran and Abuja and listen to Malay parents with children who almost  fail their SPM ranting that UniKL should not allow non-Malays to enrol..sheeeeshhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That summarises the thing I have been up to...Assalamualaikum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-5771942038097253848?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5771942038097253848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=5771942038097253848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5771942038097253848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5771942038097253848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-bad-blogger-yet-again.html' title='I am a bad blogger yet again'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-3532627079523559554</id><published>2010-03-01T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:18:37.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>une île Kangourou Odyssey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Kangaroo Island Island Odyssey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As translated from the title. The trip was between 25th-28th February and the idea was conceived and became bulletproof during the Innes trip. From initial 10 people(2 cars) that wanted to join, it eventually ended up to 5 people. With a strong conviction and planning, a holiday house and exorbitant ferry tickets were booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our steed for the journey was a Hyundai Sonata, Tawakkal's. He went through alot to service and even repair the air conditioning for the trip. A fine steed indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Tawakkal works, we had to wait for him. The plan was for him to pick up Aswad and I at Maylands and then Ikhwan and Jube'. He was late as his chatty landlord came and we departed Adelaide during rush hour, in which we spent an hour in. It was almost 5 o'clock by the time we exited the Southern Expressway and there was like 90km and a exasperatingly slow Subaru SUV in front of us, which eventually entered thee ferry forst although we queed earlier. To sum up, we were dashing like madness itself to catch the ferry and reached it 15 minuted before departure.All was well, the car was loaded, our SLRs came out of their backs, Ikhwan's insane laughter of joy echoed and the ferry set sail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Day:Peregrines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spirit of Kangaroo Island berthed at the Penneshaw port and unloading began. It was a fine afternoon and the sun was hanging low over the horizon. We boarded our steed and took the Kingscote Highway, along which we stumbled upon the I centre and took 5 Kangaroo Island booklets as souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our home for the trip would be Peregrines Retreat, a Holiday unit at Kingscote, the biggest town on the Island and loacted 60km from Peneshaw. The Island is big and distances between settlements stretches between 50-100km but with an almost deserted road, we reached Kinscote in 30 minutes at tawakkal's 140km/h driving skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After refilling fuel, we headed towards Brownlow and reached Peregrines Retreat. It was a small domicile with two rooms, a small kitchenette, an extremely small shower room and a small toilet outside. But it was cheap and so tidy, The furniture is very modern and they even provided us with DVDs. After we settled in, Aswad demonstrated his culinary skills and cooked a fantasic and satisfying dinner of Cheese pasta and a roast chicken(from Coles though) with a salad of cucumbers,onions,tomatoes and mayonnaise. Watched one DVD and then hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only have one whole Day to explore the island and the island exploration began at 7am. First destination, Flinders National Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flinders National Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the park at before 9am, hence the ranger office was closed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-3532627079523559554?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3532627079523559554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=3532627079523559554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/3532627079523559554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/3532627079523559554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/une-ile-kangourou-odyssey.html' title='une île Kangourou Odyssey'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-5960942979173704843</id><published>2010-02-25T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T03:42:34.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photog Revival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S4Zhwv8LDlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nJ5fYFhEk5A/s1600-h/West+Beach+8+%281+of+1%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S4Zhwv8LDlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nJ5fYFhEk5A/s320/West+Beach+8+%281+of+1%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442144689854287442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dedication to photography....initated by the purchase of the Rebel..suppressed by the hectic life of a 4th Year Engineering course...has now exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started after several outings..at which I experimented with photo editing and HDR. I knew I will not go anywhere with a kits lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned previously, the nnes trip was the precursor to the lens shopping spree. The telephoto lens was the first followed by the Sigma. I never regretted buying these lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victor Harbor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S4ZhiI-ZE0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/7ZHMaqrYkVg/s1600-h/the+bluff+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S4ZhiI-ZE0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/7ZHMaqrYkVg/s320/the+bluff+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442144438876443458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined Isma trip to Victor Harbor and along the way went our own way. Borowed Alif's Sigma and had a good time trying out wide angle/landscape photography. Good training before I get mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;West Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S4ZhIweoboI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_Yzeb8OJym4/s1600-h/West+Beach+10+%281+of+1%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S4ZhIweoboI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_Yzeb8OJym4/s320/West+Beach+10+%281+of+1%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442144002804051586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the Sigma on Monday.Went to the city with it but did not take any photos..I find the city an uninteresting place to test the Sigma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to West Beach with Lutfi and Tawakkal. Too lazy to bother that everyone that promised to come did not come...It was damn good day to finally use my Sigma for the first time. Sucks to stay at home when you can see the sun set over a cloudless horizon which is rare even for SA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sigma did not break it promise to deliver amazing pictures and I will be looking forward to using it tomorrow at Kangroo Island and during the ferry trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balik malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks befire finally going home. Would have gone earlier but my family is going to Singapore in a week for some Paramore concert.Sigh..meanwhile...next week everyone will be at uni..and I'll be...dunno..doing nothing or just hang around playing with my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nissin D-622&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bursa.fotografer.net/images/photo/33117-foto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 249px;" src="http://bursa.fotografer.net/images/photo/33117-foto2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reasonfor the title of this entry is because I've added a new gear. This time a flash gun. The west beach yesterday demonstrated the limitation of a SLR at taking a sunset. I had to edit all of the pictures and manipuate the exposure and vibrancy before theu look nice. So decided I might as well add this crucial gear before going back to Malaysia. It will arrive in 10 days.Less I hope.Looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-5960942979173704843?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5960942979173704843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=5960942979173704843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5960942979173704843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5960942979173704843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S4Zhwv8LDlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nJ5fYFhEk5A/s72-c/West+Beach+8+%281+of+1%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-4022780330758959047</id><published>2010-02-19T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T14:17:10.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two lens in two weeks.........</title><content type='html'>nar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Innes National Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun and beautiful.Spent a whole proper day at the National Park. At the same time, tested Ikhwan's EFS 55-250mm lens and decided that such lens is very useful. Banked in $XXX into Ikhwan's account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.warehouseexpress.com/webcontent/product_images/large/37/1021795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 263px;" src="http://www.warehouseexpress.com/webcontent/product_images/large/37/1021795.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 1:An ordinary telephoto lens for a noob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S38KcnD652I/AAAAAAAAAJo/kJCv-JrtKA8/s1600-h/Cape+Spencer+%281+of+1%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S38KcnD652I/AAAAAAAAAJo/kJCv-JrtKA8/s320/Cape+Spencer+%281+of+1%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440078361524889442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 2: One of the test photos using the 55-250mm which made me decided that it was worth the $XXX paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigma 10-20mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I already have a telephoto lens, I decided to just click the buy button on ebay for a wide angle Sigma 10-20mm lens. At least when I get back to Malaysia, I can at  least show off I am a good photographer with at least three lens instead of the stupid kits lens...hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a300.org/wp-content/uploads/sigma1020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 229px;" src="http://a300.org/wp-content/uploads/sigma1020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 3: An ordinary wide angle lens for a noob with an extraodinary $XXX pricetag. There goes my graduate visa.Coming soon this Monday thanks to FedEx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo editing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;After being such a complete noob in photo editing, I've began using editing photos, not Picasa but Light Room and Photomatix and the results made me think 'Why the heeeee didn't I think of that earlier'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S38L0Ka5VmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/fQy7y77yhj4/s1600-h/Dolphin+Bay+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S38L0Ka5VmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/fQy7y77yhj4/s320/Dolphin+Bay+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440079865665115746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure 4: My forst HDR image using Photomatix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kangaroo Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea has officially become bulletproof. Will be booking ferry tickets and a holiday house tomorrow. Money flows like water but as a son from a middle income family that is not a life threatening issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Kangaroo island for the third time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A look into the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual. The war in Iraq and Afghanistan,the $ drained into the occupation of these two countries is like the cost to counter two Soviet Empires. The socialist Greek gahmen went bust and could not even pay their civil servants. US economy is crap. The most famous sodomy case in the world is occurring in Malaysia. Nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balik Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know when MARA will get my ticket for the 13th March. Need to get back to Malaysia to get my life back in order. It's all fun now but that won't last long when everyone starts going to uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Norwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contract in Norwood lapsed yesterday, so I cannot lepak at Norwood anymore and watch Oprah and Ellen show while folding the pamphlets. It was a cool retreat when it is really hot at Maple..hahaha.Already hauled all my stuff from the house. Will return the keys to Lutfi for Mat this Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-4022780330758959047?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4022780330758959047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=4022780330758959047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4022780330758959047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4022780330758959047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-lens-in-two-weeks.html' title='Two lens in two weeks.........'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/S38KcnD652I/AAAAAAAAAJo/kJCv-JrtKA8/s72-c/Cape+Spencer+%281+of+1%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-8833459581827383036</id><published>2010-02-11T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:17:32.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaping into time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd week of February....done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes so fast these days..especially when you are planting grapes officially. I will be back in Malaysia in no time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moonta-Innes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will depart for Moonta, we've booked a holiday house for 2 nights. Will be tripping down the Yorke peninsular tomorrow and enjoying the whole day at Moonta on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kangaroo Island 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One the best places I've been in SA is Kangaroo island....coz I've been there twice. The amazing ferry trip is a bonus. Apparently the ferry fares is cheaper.Hmm..will this plan be bullet proof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they say..three time is the charm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-8833459581827383036?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8833459581827383036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=8833459581827383036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8833459581827383036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8833459581827383036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/leaping-into-time.html' title='Leaping into time'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1140063794898958038</id><published>2010-02-10T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T07:14:30.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was pamphlet folding day!!!! Being a good multitasker I folded between 12pm to 430pm until Ikhwan called me to go to the beach. What the heck. Off we go.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grange Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice beach. Shallow and the waterwas war. Finally got to see Arsyad frolicking....hahaha. The water was warm and the sky as any summer sky was azure blue with wisps of clouds at the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming in the sea was tiring and slept at around 10pm...woke up at 130am due to the intense nigh heat(31 degrees!)..drove to Norwood and god know how I managed to deliver junk mail to 700 mailboxes in three hours. A record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1pm!!!! Slept at Norwood coz was too tired from the morning delivery. Went to Maple...home sweet home. Paid for the apartment at Moonta with Ikhwan's debit card. Again...I was invited to go to the beach with Amza and some of his friends.Off we go to West Beach at 6pm.Tawakkala rrived 1 hour too early...pity him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;West Beach 2nd visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing fancy.WE just hit the waves..just the three of us ..the other don't know...to shy to swim I guess.. what's the point coming to a gorgeous beach on a sunny day if you don't swim. the watre was also war. I prefer the West beach as the water is deeper than in Grange Beach which makes sense why the sailing guys launch their boats from West Beach rather than the beaches further North,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 1 hour or so, packed up, walked along the beach to see some SA scouths beach fishing.From afar they crowding together and we thought there was either a beached whale/dolphin or they found a dead body. Nothing fancy. It was quite a nice scene seeing the small scouts persistently fishing at the teethe of the waves with their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to the Adelaide Mosque, for Maghrib and off to Queenz pizza to have two family pizzas which I think were the best pizza I've ever tasted, the toppings were thick and cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, went back to Maple, Tawakkal and Amza went back to their homes, a 5 minute black out occured and here I am........doing this entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!!!1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1140063794898958038?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1140063794898958038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1140063794898958038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1140063794898958038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1140063794898958038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/beaches.html' title='Beaches'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-5651217883827166608</id><published>2010-02-07T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T06:19:48.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>into 2nd Week of February</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arsyad Balik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDKcevMFUCo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDKcevMFUCo&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough Said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we watched a Tamil movie yesterday night with Tawakal who came lepak with us. From the movie, I concur that Tamil people have very nice moustaches and they are impervious to beatings from many people at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before the Tamil Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Tawakal lepak at Maple. Because we went makan2 at another Afghan shop at Prosperct at Arsyad's recommendation. Very Lawashish, but better and abit expensive, but it was good food and we enjoyed ourselves. Other than the Maplians, there was panda Aswad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;West Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Prospect, we went to West Beach just before sunset. Ikhwan ,Tawakal and I bathe in the cool sea water. It was a fantastic aftrenoon as there were quite a number of people at the beach to give the beach a lively mood and we also watched the sky changes color from azure blue, gradually stained yellow, orange and red as the the the sun gradually slumbers into the horizon.It was a fantastic afternoon.Will go there again later because I want to see Arsyad frollick in the sea for the first time..damn I have strange fetish since he came back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world dominated by vampires(godsend world to Twilight freaks), a vampire, in his posh car with tinted windows and cameras so that sun fearing vampires can drive in daylight, a macho looking vampire, emerged into the daylight, wearing a cool looking sunglass..and the car's computer bleeped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pidut: eh....computer tu cakap &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Don't be horny?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality the computer bleeped 'You'be been warned' so that the macho vampire does not burn himself silly in the sun..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pidut mmg mantap!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-5651217883827166608?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5651217883827166608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=5651217883827166608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5651217883827166608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5651217883827166608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/into-2nd-week-of-february.html' title='into 2nd Week of February'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-3425250326682297549</id><published>2010-02-04T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:56:28.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week February</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kindle 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna buy it.But Whispernet is not available in Malaysia, what's whispernet? In the US, the Kindle constantly hooked to Amazon so that you can buy ebooks. Outside the US, accessing whispernet is problematic because you need a US address to buy ebooks.Amazon is so dumb, Ipad is gonna kill Kindle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ipod 3.1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated with the Kindle. I upgraded my Ipod Touch software and downloaded Kindle. No books I wanted and started experimenting with the Ipod Touch as a replaement for the Kindle. Using a free app, I downloaded a pirated pdf of Mortal Engines by Philip Reeve(would have bought it but no Kindle version in Amazon). Reading the pdf on the Ipod Touch was OK, eye strain is expected, you can only read for 20 minutes continuously and your eyes will ache. The small Ipod Touch screen is also not helping(now I know why they put tseroids into the Ipod to create a Ipad!! It makes sense).So far so good. Will be looking forward to buy a book from Kindle,m but for now, it's pirated novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Switzerland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been yapping about his but my bro and I plan to go to Switzerland. I have to. My passport will expire next year. The cheapest fare is on Qatar Airlines.Insya-Allah jadi.Bcause this plan is bullet proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adelaide&lt;/span&gt; Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not know what to do. Just went to the city on Wednesday to settle some uni stuff and had takoyaki at sushi train.Sigh..it's gonna be a long month. Hopefully MARA will book my ticket ASAP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest pleasure in Adelaide is driving. I will never enjoy driving in KL as I do in Adelaide.It's so fun that yesterday I drove to Norwood in Dr.Syahril's car just to get my blue bag just for the sake of driving....aku memang dah takde life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Job Hunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..applied here and there on Jobstreet and rejected by several companies already......life goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Master of the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may know. I have a contract delivering junk things in the city, or a part of it. Very productive as I get more money from this area. I deliver in the morning and the city is as dead in the wee of the morning as any other suburbs that you'd swear everyone's dead that I sometimes like to tickle my imaginatiosn that there are zombie around the corner...hahhaha..and it dies creep me out and give goosebumps when i imagine too much. This job is annoying but I am gonna miss it....try working like this in KL and I might end up as a crippled mute beggar somewhere begging.Yes..I am very negative about Kl yet I yearn so much to go back.....more sodomy,rape and murders in the Star as usual..that's my home...raining rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-3425250326682297549?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3425250326682297549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=3425250326682297549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/3425250326682297549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/3425250326682297549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/1st-week-february.html' title='1st week February'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7008787349337571938</id><published>2010-01-29T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:42:39.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gadgets of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Ipad                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.engadget.com/media/2006/02/ipad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 221px;" src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.engadget.com/media/2006/02/ipad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; knew about it 3 days ago a day before it slaunch from "The View" and "7pm project'. Everyone was talking about it. I wa sat Norwood, folding junk mail.No internet for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day it hit the news.As usual, everytime you see an Apple product, you'd want it, no matter how overhyped the specifications are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the Ipad,because of its looks. Functionwise, it'd be as useless as my Ipod Touch which I purely use to hear the same 20 musics over and over again. But I like the size, it'd be ideal to read a PDF file on a A4 sized tablet/slate.Why it matters to me, because i've caught the addiction of reading downloaded PDF articles and textbooks and reading them on a laptop is annoying and eye straining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other problems of the Ipad&lt;br /&gt;-No flash&lt;br /&gt;-I probably use it to check emails and browse eventually.&lt;br /&gt;-Not much different from Iphone/Ipod Touch in many ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, after experience with the Ipod Touch, you should keep the cameras, phones, MP3 and MP4 separately.That'w why I still stickm to my trustworthy K800, the 1000D and the Ipod Touch. I use them one at a time. Carrying them is not problem, I have pockets on my pants and I always carry a greenbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kindle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mclibrary.duke.edu/training/mobiledevices/kindle/kindle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 324px;" src="http://www.mclibrary.duke.edu/training/mobiledevices/kindle/kindle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I'd research other alternatives to the Ipad. And I fell in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing the Kindle. It has been awhile for awhile but not as glamprous as any Apple products but it works well in what it does. To let people read stuff.And I like reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it? It is an ebook. A digital book. Instead of carrying books, you buy books online from Amazon. Books costing $30 can be bought at$10 at Amazon.com which is the typical cost of a book in Malaysia($10=RM30).The facts that you could carry 1500 downloaded books with the Kindle makes me drool. Not to mention the downloaded pirated textbooks and articles you can read in PDF format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evaluating the Kindle I decided I want and need it. I have a camera, a MP3 player,and a phone. An ebook is an excellent addition to my collection of gadgets which I eventually stop using. If I do abandon this thing, I can always pass it to my mom, provided she knows how to use it quickly enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will consider options buying this next week/month while I am still in Australia. Amazon does not ship to Malaysia due to obvious reasons, as there are sharks at our postal service and immigration departments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Google Nexus One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://resources3.news.com.au/images/2010/01/07/1225816/869999-google-nexus-one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 421px;" src="http://resources3.news.com.au/images/2010/01/07/1225816/869999-google-nexus-one.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What about it? An HTC cellphone with touch screen carrying the Android OS by Google. To me, just another Iphone. I prefer this though over the Iphone. But the Kindle coems first coz it's cheaper than the Ipad,Iphone and Nexus One at about AUS$300 compared to the $500++ for the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see wheter I'd buy the Kindle or not coz I am really nervous about buying stuff ising Amazon.com and having stuff shipped from the US.Plus my OZ debit card expired yesterday, may have to get  anew debit card or use the Malysia credit card Mama lend me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7008787349337571938?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7008787349337571938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7008787349337571938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7008787349337571938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7008787349337571938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/gadgets-of-year.html' title='Gadgets of the year'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1204714313313329495</id><published>2010-01-26T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T02:36:50.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 2010</title><content type='html'>End of January coming&lt;br /&gt;It's been a monts or two since I officially finished my degree. What have I been doing? Mostly browsing the internet, looking for jobs. I have applied for 41 posts at jobstreet and have summoned all the 'cables' available to my mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer&lt;br /&gt;Summer is not that bad. There are weeks that are insanely hot follwed but moderately comfortable temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff I bought&lt;br /&gt;Been straining to curb my overspending but eventually i bougt a 640GB hard disk from officeworks for $129. It was a bargain and there were selling fast(Ehsan even bought one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I been&lt;br /&gt;Not much.The airport mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apam balik&lt;br /&gt;Talking about airport, apam went back to Malaysia last week.Hilang la satu geng, although I rarely lepak with him, but not being able to see him when i need to somehow makes me lonelier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syuk pun balik&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, Syukri also went back a week before Apam's. I can't believe I miss him.I do....but as a friend la......he's not my type. Miss his lectures..miss his confidence..miss his taunts..miss his scraggy beard..miss his annoying morning disturbance for morning prayers.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone else&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes...missing that person so much that it drives me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye2 facebook&lt;br /&gt;Deactivated facebook..for awhile..sick of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;Requested MARA to buy a ticket on the 13th March. Cannot tahan already..I do not belong to Adelaide anymore..the plan for PR is dead..I wanna spend my $$ on something else..probably travel to Switzerland finally..either June of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian bashing&lt;br /&gt;It is clear..the Aussies  do not want migrants especially the indians and chinese and other aisans flooding their country. Everytime I talk to an Aussie they will always ask whether I'm gonna stay and they'd grin ear to ear if you say you'll go back to your god forsaken third world country..I don't wanna find out what they'll say of I say 'Yes..I am gonna stay in Australia and have lots of children!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air Asis flights to new Indian cities&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo!!! Air Asia finally flying to Mumbai!!!! Now can plan my future Taj Mahal trip and it's not gonna be a honeymoon trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1204714313313329495?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1204714313313329495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1204714313313329495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1204714313313329495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1204714313313329495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-2010.html' title='January 2010'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-6006561420897297976</id><published>2010-01-09T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T06:01:45.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My very first summer</title><content type='html'>The temperature&lt;br /&gt;Between 30-45 degrees. As for today, it was 44 degrees. Despite the killer heat, we still went out to Radio rental just to get out of the house which is virtually a very large oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I staying&lt;br /&gt;As usual at Maple. Although I am still paying the rent at Norwood till February, the house has no interent which makes it unfit for habitation. I still go there to pick up the junk mail and tidy up my stuff. I feel very depressed everything I go there.It is a very nice house though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation&lt;br /&gt;The university haa not finalized the exact dates. It is really annoying. I need the dates so that my mom can book the flight tickets at the right time. But Air Asia flightb has gotten more expensive that my familiy proceeded to buy the tickets.They'll arrive at 14th April, exactly on the first day of the graduation ceremonies. Pray my ceremony is after 14th April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video Games&lt;br /&gt;There's a Wii, a PS2 and now an Xbox 360 at Maple. What more do you need? The problem is I don't play games that much and occasionally do some Wii Sports Resort. I just bought Redsteel which is a shooter game which really optimizes the functionality of the Wiimote and Nunchuks. You can use the Wiimote to shoot a gun, slice your enemies with a katana and throw hand grenades!!! Hopefully I play more games after this. Buy I died playing Redsteel in the first scenario and I lost interest already. I really sucks at games and it is really embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visa&lt;br /&gt;Went to DIMIA twice this week checking out the Grad Visa. DIMIA has made it almost almost impossible for foreigners to apply for grad visa. The stupid requirements just put you off and jacked the initial cost of $230 to almost $700!!!. We wanted to do a grad visa but they want a good behavior letter from Malaysia and knowing bureucracy sucks in Malaysia, we had to forget it. So, we have only one option, the tourist visa.This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job hunting&lt;br /&gt;Alreadt have a Jobstreet account. Had two rejections already. At least I know employers in Malaysia do care about my applications. I am targeting for engineering jobs in KL, Penang,Perak and Negeri Sembilan.Places I am familair with. I am hoping to get a trainee engineer position ar Klang with ARA Rail which is involved in rail tranpsort in KL. As you may know, the government is expanding the LRT and KTM service and hopefully ARA Rail will get many jobs and require fresh engineering graduates like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masters&lt;br /&gt;I am also exploring the options of doing Masters. Already have a degree in Aerospace engineering. I don't feel satisfied with this degree. Very few employment opportunities.I know it's my fault for choosing this course but I was yiung and naive then. Throughout the four years of studying engineering at uni, I have done alot of consideration and think and have decided that I would like to be involved in the transport and logistics engineering field. My second passion after planes are trains and Malaysia is currently expanding its public transportation system espcially the KTM rail networks and the LRT in the Klang Valley. I would like to be involved in the development of rail transportation in Malaysia, I've scouted relevant courses in UniAde and UniSA and discovered UniSA offers a Masters in Transport Engineering System. I will try to apply for a MARA loand for this Masters next week. Just an effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009&lt;br /&gt;I hate this year.The reasons. Lots.But I do not blame anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartache&lt;br /&gt;I really miss someone. But i think that person don't like me.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New lens&lt;br /&gt;I am really hopeless in photography. I need a new lens before the passion runs out, Will try to work and earn $569 to buy a Sigma 10-20mm f4 wide angle lens for my rebel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-6006561420897297976?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6006561420897297976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=6006561420897297976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6006561420897297976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6006561420897297976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-very-first-summer.html' title='My very first summer'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1650730637605714837</id><published>2009-12-11T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T06:52:12.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Graduation&lt;br /&gt;It is confirmed. I am eligible to graduate. Homours? I do not care..yet. The important thing is, I am graduating. My ceremony will be in April next year. My family minus Abah and probably my Aunt from Switzerland will come Down Under. Look forward to April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold Coast&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Gold Coast. It was fantastic. Went to Movie World and Wet n Wild. I find Gold Coast a good family holiday place, when no schoolies are around. I have suggested my mom to go to the Gold Coast for a family holiday. I expect to go to Dreamworld and Seaworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whyalla&lt;br /&gt;My second Khuruj. Lots of lessons. Will cover it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation&lt;br /&gt;I am graduating!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1650730637605714837?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1650730637605714837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1650730637605714837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1650730637605714837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1650730637605714837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-8686436837040765169</id><published>2009-10-31T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T06:34:19.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right?</title><content type='html'>Ah ah..aku dah bukan cam housemate......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-8686436837040765169?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8686436837040765169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=8686436837040765169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8686436837040765169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8686436837040765169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/right.html' title='Right?'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7275546876986927044</id><published>2009-10-31T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T06:31:38.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I did this.</title><content type='html'>You used me.&lt;br /&gt;You did not respect me.&lt;br /&gt;You were so 'berkira' with me when I did not did so with you,&lt;br /&gt;You violated my privacy.&lt;br /&gt;You broke your promise.&lt;br /&gt;You broke my trust.&lt;br /&gt;You violated my property.&lt;br /&gt;You played with me.&lt;br /&gt;You did not care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.......my reaction.I just don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7275546876986927044?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7275546876986927044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7275546876986927044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7275546876986927044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7275546876986927044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-i-did-this.html' title='Why I did this.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-2407123228950164193</id><published>2009-10-24T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T03:34:17.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing leads to another-Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Several months ago. I have decided to stop waiting and staying at the same place. I refuse to fall into routine which I was doing all this time. Things and people always change around me, but I usually stay the same and in the end, I ended up losing many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day. I try to make it different than the day before. I try to be different. Try shaking off that herd mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first big step I took was abandoning tne glamours of Eid open houses and dedicating a whole weekend in the path of Allah. You may be surprised, I am not always a very observant Muslim, but yes, I DID STRIVED IN THE PATH OF ALLAH for a whole weekend. I did not laugh and make jokes eating mouthful of Raya morsels. But I learned many new things and see new places. I prayed alongsode Lebanese,Bangladeshi and Turks and It is surprising how different their views are on islam but we prayed together, in one saf.It was a small town, with only 2o Muslim families, yet they united and managed to erevt a house of worship for Allah In that weekend, I met more new people, Australians, eventhough they are immigrants, they are Australians nontheless, who have toiled and made their life in Australia. In the past three years, mingling with Malays only was the biggest mistake I have ever made. I failed to made any Australian freinds, their culture being too different, or is it just me, being a typical xenophobic Malay. In that weekend in the countryside, I have met Australians, Muslim they are and we have so much in common yet different in many ways, and we prayed together and exchanged stories. The old man, reminiscing his young years, after the fall of the ottoman empire, his life in Germany, as a stable hand, and his eventual immigration to the down under. His english was jumbled, but in every sentence, he gave us so much lessons from his 60 years on this Earth. The Lebanese, lamenting the lack Islamic schools, as he has the desire that his son does not become like him, Australianised, having no culture and identity. The secular Turk, who thinks Islam is too confusing and contradicting, yest he yearsn to unravel his doubtand believe in Allah. But the most amazing aspect of the weekend, was spending time with brother Hatham, the Aussie born Lebanese, who abandoned Computer Sciense for the sake of Al Hadith  education in Syria. I was prejudiced. To me, people with beards usually ranting about death to Israel as such. But no, not a single word of malice was uttered of any jews. His words, were expressing the true meaning of the Koran and al-hadith and I learned and experienced much of the essence of Islam from that whole weekends. The way he shared the knowledge of Deen, his interactions with the people around him, his patience and his passion for islam, was  a mercy of Allah. To all those who wondered where I went to during that weekend, I just want to say, I'd rather skip a thousand Open Houses to experience that weekend again and Insya-Allah I will join a longer trip if circumstances permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite thah weekend. I am not a perfect Muslim. I still cannot fulfill my 5 daily prayers completely on many days, I cannot get rid of my bad habits and I am nasty to some people which I sorely am ashamed of doing again and again. But i still strive for myself. I have tried to attend Isya' every night, for a lesson with Hatham, and between that, sending pamphlets and fulfilling my obligations to my Final Year Project and many many assignments. Insya-Allah, I will cope with this ever busy life and dedicate more time to Allah. Because, the world cannot cure the sickness in me. I am sick of money, I have mo desire to be rich, my family was rich before, but because of greed we fell.....I had friends, but friends come and go and we are tied together by worly affairs which do not last. Only the deen, which continuously opposes the nafsu provides me with peace and tranquility. But in the path to better myself, I know I have also hurt othe people and I sincerely regret this...I will have to find a way with Allah's guidance, to adress this.&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/29740109-2407123228950164193?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2407123228950164193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=2407123228950164193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2407123228950164193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2407123228950164193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-thing-leads-to-another-part-1.html' title='One thing leads to another-Part 1'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1427746048269973386</id><published>2009-10-01T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T04:56:09.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roleplay</title><content type='html'>It is good to be an asshole once in a while especially when no one cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1427746048269973386?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1427746048269973386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1427746048269973386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1427746048269973386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1427746048269973386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/roleplay.html' title='Roleplay'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-8529012971374607814</id><published>2009-10-01T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T01:05:00.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WJL 1244</title><content type='html'>It was ugly.&lt;br /&gt;It was.&lt;br /&gt;It was a lie, it was not an MPV.It was a Proton.&lt;br /&gt;But we invested our hopes in that little box with wheels.&lt;br /&gt;Hopes for a brighter future.&lt;br /&gt;With its spacious boots, my ferried thousands of Twintech college brocures, into towns,cities and even palm plantations.&lt;br /&gt;The one month worth of Carrefour groceries fits easily into its back space.&lt;br /&gt;It carried the small fridge to my flat at Cemara college INTEC.&lt;br /&gt;With its 1.1 litre engine, the little ugly box with wheels, faithfully carried us to Ipoh, to see my beloved grandparents safely. Of course, it is so slow, so the chance of accidents is less.&lt;br /&gt;It was that little ugly box with wheels, that took us to Kuala Kedah, from which we went to Langkawi or to Lumut, from which we went to Pangkor.&lt;br /&gt;The ugly car could go anywhere other cars can.&lt;br /&gt;But the ugly cars has no status. It is ugly.&lt;br /&gt;It attracts whsipers of evil.&lt;br /&gt;And my mom says.&lt;br /&gt;'I have to protect my name'.&lt;br /&gt;And so,on december 2006.&lt;br /&gt;We left the ugly car, at a proton dealership.&lt;br /&gt;For a new Waja.&lt;br /&gt;The person from the shop, frowned at our ugly box with wheels.&lt;br /&gt;Good riddance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom wanted an MPV.It;s hard falling from ahigh place.At a time when people of her age, level of education and job. She is supposed to be driving a Honda City.But the trend in 2003, was to have MPVs and I could see then that she really liked to have an MPV..especiallt the snobby aunt of mine who snobbishly displayed her new Cheverolet MPV in front of my mom.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, people who are not rich in Malaysian, turn to Proton and they gave us the ugly Juara.&lt;br /&gt;It was not an MPV.But my mom fell from it.&lt;br /&gt;And we became some sort of a joke too.But who cares, We've heard so much from our relatives and our neighbors that we became deaf to their taunts.&lt;br /&gt;We used the ugly box with wheels, just as any car and it served us well.&lt;br /&gt;We invested our hopes in it and it did not fail us.&lt;br /&gt;The ugly box with wheels was with us when my siblings and I were at school when when we were together.So it was a time of youth.A time we had Rayas together, and went on family vacations, with that ugky box with wheels.&lt;br /&gt;That ugly box with wheels was part our joy for almost 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;When we got rid of it, I was to fly to Australia and my bro was going to college.As any family, we are splitting.Meanwhile my mom got a double promotion and her colleagues then were people who drive at least a Toyota Vios. It was if the ugly box with wheels knew, that its time was up. It will never send us to Ipoh or take us to vacations again and that my mom can never feel proud driving it ever again.&lt;br /&gt;And so it left us, or we left it. Ending my colorful youth,&lt;br /&gt;Wherever it is I do not know, I hope it serves its master well as it did us.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i look back, remisniscing my short youth. The ugly box with wheels,will always be apart of those years of lovely memories with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for becoming part of our enjoyment..Juara WJL 1244.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-8529012971374607814?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8529012971374607814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=8529012971374607814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8529012971374607814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8529012971374607814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/wjl-1244.html' title='WJL 1244'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-4020674037189055802</id><published>2009-09-28T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:22:19.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A very small heart</title><content type='html'>left out&lt;br /&gt;An obstacle&lt;br /&gt;tak cool&lt;br /&gt;tak glamour&lt;br /&gt;strange haircut&lt;br /&gt;anti social&lt;br /&gt;annoying&lt;br /&gt;invisible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-4020674037189055802?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4020674037189055802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=4020674037189055802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4020674037189055802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4020674037189055802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-small-heart.html' title='A very small heart'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1511008017734638609</id><published>2009-09-28T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:19:54.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being different</title><content type='html'>MASCA-UMNO Open House&lt;br /&gt;Abang Azam Open House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed those. But no matter.I was doing something else near the great Murray River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more open houses next year and the year after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not do what I was doing last weekend ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1511008017734638609?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1511008017734638609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1511008017734638609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1511008017734638609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1511008017734638609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/being-different.html' title='Being different'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7946908936966507293</id><published>2009-09-21T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T07:43:33.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Air conditioning Lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settled.Last and only report of the semester.Did my part and shoved it to the the Masters students who were my lab mates to settle everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iktikaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it twice and people kept asking me 'Hijaz...buat ape kau iktikaf'. I just answer 'Kerana Allah' and 'Kalau aku dok umah wat bende bodoh and dosa je'.I enjoy iktikaf in Adelaide. I did it 2 years ago because then I can drive the magna.Last year did not have a car, Alhamdulillah, Allah decided to have me bought a car so that I can worship him more this year.Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lailatul-Qadr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fascinated by lailatul-Qadr.Islam is so simple yet fulfilling. Most non-Muslim may think that we seek this night so that we can find a genie and request for 72 virgins. Lialatul-Qadr is just a special night at which Allah bestows his forgiveness.I am not sure which night was Lailatul-Qadr, probably that calm 26th night when Apam and I delivered the pamhplets.Dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Ramadan day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Raamdan was the best. I may sound like a prick, but as I mentioned before, I find myself to more spiritual and calm or at least try to perform more solats.Alhamdulillah, I am sure I have done tarawikh for 26 nights, the other 3 nights I had to skip tarawikh for assignments and one night for delivering pamphlets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moon sighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to West beach to see the new moon which means the starting of a lunar month. If there is no moon on the 29th night , then it means we have to fast on the thrteenth day, emaning Raya on Monday, which is also presentation day...that I no like. Apparently if anyone in Australia sees the new moon, then Raya is conformed on Sunday.And soemoned at Perth did.Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night before Raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invited and asked to join some friends at Maple and bake cheesecake for Raya.Though very hard and decided to join them...'lantak aku la nak pegi'. At least I'll be doing something.It was a fun night at maple, the celaning, the cooking, the baking and the chatting.Tawakkal joined us coz he lives with a bunch of chinese, so it makes snese he should join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Syawal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to go to Khaleel.But as usual, we woke up late.So ended up at City Mosque. For the Raya breakfast, no rendang, just some chicken chop, mashed taters and cheese cake with friends!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open Houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Village-as usual&lt;br /&gt;Unley-Suzuki Virgo and tapau lots of rendang,kuih himpit and lamb.Thank Dr.Bad junior.&lt;br /&gt;Kuchai's house-soo much kuih raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open house at Maple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken chop and the food tapaued from Unley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Car registration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye $169 and hard earned pamphlet cash.Dem SA Transport jack up the rego cost by $10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Presentation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done and don't wanna talk about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Core Test on 3rd Raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&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/29740109-7946908936966507293?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7946908936966507293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7946908936966507293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7946908936966507293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7946908936966507293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-2009.html' title='Raya 2009'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1086015833768090735</id><published>2009-09-14T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:52:24.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadan 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure how many days of fasting I performed, it is up to Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tarawikh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to say that I have performed tarawikh almost every night. I don't know why I become evry religious...nak subuh pun struggle..but Alhamdulillah, I have put more effort into my islamic obligations. This won't last long..prbably only on Raamdhan. or maybe I am doing tarawikh just so that I can forget about this shits that is happening around the world..and around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ifthar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not eaten iftahar at home at all this month. have been breaking fast at the mosque.Usually go with Syuk as my roomates have other commitments. I have so far spent ifthar at 3 places,&lt;br /&gt;Adelaide Mosque-food are good and just eniugh so you don't get too fukk&lt;br /&gt;Khalel-amazing msoque and too much food.&lt;br /&gt;Islamic Da'wa Centre- mostly african muslims come and bring a plethora of food.mostly rice and lamb dishes. Been here once and I have not had so much samosa than any other places at the IDC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uni life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks as usual.I am getting lazier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I declare I am very posessive about my car.You may borrow my pen without telling me..and I won't even mind if you don't return it..but I am really crossed if people just take my car in the middle of the morning..without telling where my car is being taken to...i don't care where yiu go..brothel..disco..worse..CATS..just tell me..because my car is not a pen. And I have every right to be mad because it is my property and I am paying alot in terms of rego and fuel for it.And yes...this shows I have a very large ego..as any men with a car does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The project seems to have slowed down abit..or it is just us being sloppy. Had a presentation at Santos, only Martin and Erwin were there including some engineer listening from Moomba. It was a good practice and I was very pleased that we presented well althoygh I was hoping a bigger audience. Martin was not pleased that the otherr managers did not come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Junk mail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business a usual. It is spring and it seems more shops are dumping their junk mail on me..which means more money..hehe. Kinda fed up with the job and plan to give then contracts during the mid semester break to Apam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Raya is either on the 20th or 21st of September. I am hoping it'd be the 20th as I have a presentation the next day!!! I am not sure whether my house wanna cook something..seems all of them have their own commitments.....it's pretty sad..I mean last years..we cooked nothing....so this year I will join Syuk's house and cook up some rendang or something&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but I am determiend to enjoy Raya as much a spossiblethis year with the right crowd...!!!!!!No remeh temeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spring Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan to go drive around the Murray river, probably go to Loxton and then down through Mannum and Murray bridge. This will be a one night camping trip. The problem is when? I'd like to go during the weekend after Raya but there'd be the MASCA open house...not wanting to a lsoer..I'd like to attend that. So it be between 21st and 26th September then.This plan is bulletproof....it will not wither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Happy ramadan everyone and Happy Eid(soon)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/29740109-1086015833768090735?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1086015833768090735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1086015833768090735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1086015833768090735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1086015833768090735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/ramadan-2009.html' title='Ramadan 2009'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-8808792122066309533</id><published>2009-08-22T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:33:50.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Ramadhan of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delivering pamphlets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in the previous posts, I can't sleep after sahur and proceeded to folding teh pamphlets for delivery and started the delivery at 7am. Since I was fasting, I decided to do the delivery in a leisurely pace and walked most of the time, hence I spent almost 3 hours delivering junk mail and ended up really thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Central Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the junk mail job, got home.Everyone was still sleeping. It was my job to buy the chicken. Thought of asking one of my housemates to come with me to CM but since they all stil sleeping, and if they wake up it will take time for them to shit and shower and the CM will close by then. So went there alone, got 8kg of chicken for $20 which is cheap and walked around CM, trying to ignore the fragrant smell of bread and bubble tea that's gnawing on my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nap at The Village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, since I was at the CM, I was nearer to the Village, my official second home..haha.So crashed there for Zohor, wanted to play Wii pong but felt so sleepy, I guess the thirst and fatigue from the morning junk mail job got to me and I slept till 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Al-Khalel Mosque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan today was to break the fast at Khalel with my housemates.Hussen has some dinner with AMBC and Nik had a fast breaking date. So only Lutfi came with me. So roped in Apam and Syuk along with me to Khalel. It seems almost all Malaysian students were there  tonight, but only five stayed behid for tarawikh. The food was awesome as usual, the salad thingy was refreshing and the lamb dish was perfect not to mention the fragrant rice sprinkled with olive oil.One serving was enough for me although there were plenty for seconds. Some sheikh says they will provide more food tomorrow and asked us to come...but Khalel is kinda far away and I'll exhaust this week's fuel supply if I go tomorrow. I'll have to pass..it'd be the City Mosque tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moreh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent Lutfi home and wnt to teh Village with Syuk to pick up my laptop and the chicken bought earlier. Had a lot of talk while eating vanilla ice cream with chocolate chip cookies but nature of our topics which will be kept to ourselves due to the seriousness of the discussion. But it was a good chat to close the firts night of Ramadhan of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night will dissolve into another memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Back Ramadhan.&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/29740109-8808792122066309533?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8808792122066309533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=8808792122066309533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8808792122066309533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8808792122066309533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/1st-ramadhan-of-2009.html' title='1st Ramadhan of 2009'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7930211479297080344</id><published>2009-08-21T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T12:09:09.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, in a few minutes, I will start fasting in Adelaide for the fourth year. I can't sleep, despite working working out a the gym from 3.30-5.30mpm.....but I feel very refreshed. After too much noise and lights being switched on and off( my fault for sleeping in the living room..dunno why..feel like sleeping there)..i decided to have an early sahur, fold the brochures for delivery in a few hours, wait for subuh(finally) and watch some anime( and write this entry!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only exciting thing that occurred to me this week is this e-mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi gang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I've finished going over the draft you gave me (Martin, it's the copy the guys would have emailed you with).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You've done a really great job; this version is worlds ahead of the last version.  It reads well, it shows coherent thought and good depth of information presented.  Of course, it still needs to fill in some areas, but if you write it at the same level that you've written the rest of the report, it should attract a good score.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; One area that I didn't pay close attention was the wear component design; I trust Martin would be able to give better feedback on the technical content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Come harrass me sometime to give you back the marked copy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Erk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all thos sarcasm and jabbing statements he make continuously everytime we're working in the lab, Erwin finally gave us some praises..hooray!!.But I am still sceptical about his feedback, he did say our prelim was OK but he gave us bad marks anyway....so still need to be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Final Year Presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another exciting thing is I AM GOING TO HAVE MY FINAL PROJECT PRESENTATION ON RAYA!!! AT 130PM IN SOME GOD FORSAKEN ROOM IN ENGINEERING SOUTH!...WHAT A RAYA I'LL HAVE THIS YEAR!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Something to lookf forward to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our  Gold Coast trip has managed to gather a gaggle of final year losers and a couple of lost first and third years who are so lame that they've never been to the Gold Coast while other juniors have been there like 2 years ago!!! It does not matter...we have booked 2 awesome apartments in front of Miami beach(yeah each of us are gonna have a bed to our own..no shitty backpackers or cramming 12 people into an aprtment)....so WE WILL PROBABLY BE THE ONLY GUYS AMONG ADELAIDE'S MALAYSIANS TO HAVE  A PROPER GOLD COAST HOLIDAY..YEAH!!!....NO 'BUDGET BUDGET'..IT'S AN ALL OUT HOLIDAYS SINCE MOST OF US ARE GRADUATING..YEAH!!!..WE'RE GONNA ENJOY OURSELVES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Mat from Gepp Cross at the gym today.....and some other guy I dunno. His first day at the gym. So invited him9and the other guy) to do workout on Wednesdays and probably Friday during Ramadhan...we both believe we can shed 10kg in 4 weeks..banzai!!!!Will be looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Assignments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally for any engineering students, it's piling up. Did some stupid law essay yesterday with Neo, Tawakal,Apam,Acap, and Alif at CATS. Didn't like it but since it's not mathematical or need MATLAB, I'd prefer the essay anytime over the MATLAB assignment for Advanced Topic for Aerospace Engineering.Wrote a proper answer to the first Law Assignment question and seems I was probably the only only one in my group to actually di anything that Marius(my group mate) says he loves me...ewww. hope they give a really good peer review for my stuff...heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7930211479297080344?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7930211479297080344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7930211479297080344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7930211479297080344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7930211479297080344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-8032890181277410934</id><published>2009-08-08T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:20:39.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into Week 3 of  my last semester.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week, while delivering pamphlets, I was barked at by a f****** dog and then some f******  bogans began to shout Asian insults at me. This job getting on my nerve. But I like it because I work alone and Salmat pays me on time...no need to have some assholes shouting orders at me or have my pay delayed until the end of the year.So far I have made $350 delivering pamhlets for 4 weeks which is not bad and I enjoy the 'physical rewards' walking/cycling around Norwood or running away from Bogans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week too I picked up Faris and Syitah along with the laptop Abah bought me.When I opened the laptop, it was a CQ40 Compaq with the label Intel Pentium. I thought my Abah bought a Celeron laptop but apparently the system information indicated that my laptop uses a Intel Dual-Core T4200, which is the same as the Core 2 Duo except with 1MB L2 Cache instead of 2MB.It is a good laptop and I am grateful for it. Another stuff to pawn off If I run out of of money..hehe.Based on the price tag I can get 700-$800 and the specs are certainly better than the junk at Harvey Norman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also started going to the gym. I did not register with the gym. I used Besut's card because he is now too busy to go the gym...hehe.Been to the gym 5 times already and enjoyed every second of it.I've been working out at nights after which I would do some work at CATS and then proceed to the Village for a shower and some Wii therapy. The Wii is certainly addictive and it's good I put it there if not I will not leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suraya, Arip Robotik and Lebau graduated last week. Saw Suraya and Arip and as usual Lebau disappeared to some unearthly dimension. It was really good to see your friends make it through.Pilfered the cakes at the grad ceremony tea party, met Erwin there , snapped lots of pics and see Suraya leave Adelaide from the Equinox room as she and her family proceed to pick up a rented car and drive to Melbourne immediately.Gilo.Meanwhile, Arip was also with his family, they are all like him, quiet...hehe.He'll be back this comong Monday before he returns to KL on Thursday for good.As for Labu, sent him off yesterday.Finally met him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, currently I am very lazy. The final project is going on as usual. I am so busy that I feel being busy is normal or is it because I have not received much assignments yet. Whatever it is, I look forward to finishing my degree at the end of the year. Beruang has invited me to go to the Gold Coast and we are now attempting to gather about 5-6 people to share an apratmrnt for 4-5 nights in the Gold Coast after the exams on November.I will look forward to that too..after that..I will join the cruel society in search of jobs and money. Life is pretty straight forward after all.&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/29740109-8032890181277410934?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8032890181277410934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=8032890181277410934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8032890181277410934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/8032890181277410934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/into-week-3-of-semester-3.html' title='Into Week 3 of  my last semester.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7633213906802495467</id><published>2009-07-29T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:26:01.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My last semester</title><content type='html'>It's confirmed.This is my last semester.My supp results came out..it was a CP already but I'm glad I managed to get a P for Aircraft Design.Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new.Enrolled to the usual boring and extremely hard Mechy subjects...cycled to uni...send pamphlets twice a week. Since I have got a car...I just can't sit still especially at night...I just had to go somewhere...the library/CATS/Vili's/Adelaide Mosque and the compulsory visit to Syuk's townhouse at the Village to play Wii Sports. The Wii I bought is still at the Village..not sure when to bring it home to Norwood..I like playing the Wii there...it's more lively..I'm just drifting apart from the people close to me..maybe I'll just leave it there..for my own sake/enjoyment..yes..i am selfish..like all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The project is going on steadily.Martin brought us to Lonsdale to their contractor's workshop to actually see the pump which we're suppose to improve. It was OK, finally got to see the damn things.Can't really visualize how it actually looks from the stupid drawings.Just came back from the library...doing some modification on my part of the report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next plan, while I am not busy,well....before I get any busier...I'll just enjoy myself.Hopefully if Salmat deposit the $100 worth of deliveries I made in the past 2 weeks, I'll probably buy the Wii Sport Resort.The original one is getting boring..haha.I hope Arip Robotic go  back to Malaysia and forget about his Wiimote..haha.Just saw Fawwaz's pictures..he went fishing with his housemates and the fishes they caught were pretty big and they were feasting on lots of 'ikan bakar'...maybe I'll ask Aswad out on a fishing date..hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7633213906802495467?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7633213906802495467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7633213906802495467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7633213906802495467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7633213906802495467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-last-semester.html' title='My last semester'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7904143922984805792</id><published>2009-07-20T04:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:48:01.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something new as I turn 23.</title><content type='html'>Since I had the stupid car...I just can't sit still, I just had to drive somewhere...or feel like driving somewhere to work..I just wanna.....keep moving and do something. Hence I've been applying for some lowly jobs but the only job I got is sending pamphlets and It does not involve driving. Hopefully some guy named Dan in Gumtree contacts me if his housemate's cousin couldn't do the cleaning job for their house really well.heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I just can't keep any money.I am generally very good at saving money,I mean, I don't spend uncontrollably and plan my spending but I have the habit of spending my savings on something I come across, like the Wii which suddenly looked so irresistable 2 weeks ago.I dunno, maybe it's a phase...but till then..save and then spend..hahaha..I am never gonna save anough money for a marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7904143922984805792?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7904143922984805792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7904143922984805792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7904143922984805792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7904143922984805792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-new-as-i-turn-23.html' title='Something new as I turn 23.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-7653357552997807008</id><published>2009-07-20T03:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T03:34:12.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 23 already!!!</title><content type='html'>Hehe..today is my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my family so much.I miss Atok especially.I hope nenek gets well.I wish I did not have this stupid supp...I wish for so many things.But I am grateful with what I have.I ask for no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to work very hard to get my degree and overcome some stupid obsessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me and some of my friends who share the same date of birth!!!Hope yours are not as mundane as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated being kept waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-7653357552997807008?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7653357552997807008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=7653357552997807008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7653357552997807008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/7653357552997807008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-23-already.html' title='It&apos;s 23 already!!!'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-2441940099176016469</id><published>2009-07-10T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:55:57.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have my money gone to!!!!</title><content type='html'>As the tittle indicated, they are&lt;br /&gt;-2 ZARA jackets worth $180&lt;br /&gt;-New Zealand Trip-$1800&lt;br /&gt;-A Canon 1000D worth at least $700&lt;br /&gt;-A 1987 Camry that's at least $1000&lt;br /&gt;-Ipod Touch-$250&lt;br /&gt;-Nintendo Wii+Games=$385&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side.I've got my first job in Australia!! But its just an on call job with Swinging Bowl..well..better than nothing.I've also got a job to send pamphlets for Salmat agency and I'll be delivering my first batch of pamphlets for like $20 T_T this Sunday..it's a start and hopefully it's not raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to some people..I AM NOT YOUR YOUR DRIVER...please at least give me a dollar or two for sending you to and fro the airport or wherever you ask me to take you to...I do not get fuel for free and I am looking after the car on my own..!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-2441940099176016469?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2441940099176016469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=2441940099176016469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2441940099176016469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2441940099176016469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-have-my-monet-gone-to.html' title='Where have my money gone to!!!!'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-6439607137019092382</id><published>2009-06-29T05:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T05:15:42.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maziar's stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow..it's the end of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maziar's special Aircraft Design exam...so ,kill me,kill me,kill me,kill me,kill me,kill me,kill me(because i am normal, I will not keep duplicating 'kill me' until the bottom of the page like some unstable Aerospace/Mechy girl).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Challenges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Have to Pass Aircraft Design it is a core subject..but it's Maziar's subject!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Dunno how to solve the design questions for Aircraft Design.Lantakla....solve the weighting,sensitivities stuff..grenti Pass...but I want at least a Credit!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-I have found a new way to procrastinate, going to the toilet....doing the 'big business'...three times already tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-I have started browsing tickets to Japan, Switzerland seems expensive now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Phillip Pullman's third novel is pretty boring...it's a kiddy novel...I am really growing up or some part of me died when I did Aerospace propulsion last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-6439607137019092382?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6439607137019092382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=6439607137019092382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6439607137019092382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6439607137019092382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/maziars-stuff.html' title='Maziar&apos;s stuff.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-5656046512676074702</id><published>2009-06-27T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T04:05:53.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sale ended, broken laptop,silly girls and half chicken and chips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-The Europe mid winter flight sale ended at midnight 27th June fior SIA,Emirates and possibly all airlines. SIA Melbourne-Zurich $1500 fare has become $2000 while Emirates fare has become $200 more expensive. No worries, I am more determined to go to Zurich more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Asked money from Abah.Abah will not give money if I have no good reason. So I told him my laptop 'kong' and I need $1000(for Zurich flight and pocket money in Europe) for new laptop,I am not lying,my laptop is indeed kong, sound system is busted so I cannot watch Youtube or any movie at home.Abah SMS me last week, he bought me a new Compaq laptop, from Harvey Norman so that I can send it in if it gets busted by me again and mama will send it to me T_T...plan tak jadi....it's okay..at least I'lll stop griping about the TWINHEAD by August.I wonder how much I can sell the Compaq laptop? hmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Fel-Fella at Henley Beach Road, had half chicken and chips.The chips were abit burned and the chicken too dry and salty.I would not recommend it although I would still come to Fel Fella for the pizzas.Really missed Birdland from my first year.To those who missed Birdland...it's your loss!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When we arrived at Fel Fella, there were these 6 Malay girls, all tudung clad except for one blond.As usual, our Malay girls would act 'expensive' in front of other Malay guys or we were just not in their gang.We don't even know them anyway.There werew 3 tables and chairs enough for 12 people but these 6 girls, use all three tables with their bags occupying the remaining chairs. These girls have no common sense and selfish...some people,like Apam and I would like to eat there after driving 10kms from the city and they have to reserve the few remaining chairs for their cheap filthy bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Back at CATS.Ate out hot packs in the car.The pantry in CATS has become a mini class for some silly mechies and we do not want to disturb their studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-5656046512676074702?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5656046512676074702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=5656046512676074702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5656046512676074702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5656046512676074702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/sale-ended-broken-laptopsilly-girls-and.html' title='Sale ended, broken laptop,silly girls and half chicken and chips'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-535897790318907307</id><published>2009-06-24T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:35:15.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First exam day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Had my first paper.Auerospace Propulsion.Pretty hard but I strongly believe I can Pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not have breakfats and even have lucng as I slept straight away after I got home.Woke up around 3.30pm and wnet to CM.Dunno why.Want to eat something different.Bought some chicken, some wheat wraps, Coles roast chicken(halal),lettuce,tomatoes,refired beans and hommus.Got home and made some wraps.My god, should have made wraps earlier.The hommus and tzatziki make it taste so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanged around til about 6.300pm.The problem with exam time, you do not really get to enjoy yourself. Everything busides studying just become meaningless and hollow.Set off to CATS by 8pm and hanged around doing discretization for CFD.I totally forgot discretization but after looking at the notes I managed to go through 2 examples and a past year discretization question..on my own!!.yeehaaaa.....Aswad and Apam went home..it's just me and some other doing Solid Mechanics for tomorrow.But there are still many other students around CATS.Apparently all the had papers will start tomorrow for the 2nd and 3rd year mechies. Don't feel like going home because I drank Red Bull just now and will not be able to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be reading 'The Amber Spyglass' by Phillip Pullman till 2am I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-535897790318907307?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/535897790318907307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=535897790318907307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/535897790318907307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/535897790318907307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-exam-day.html' title='First exam day!!'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-6223682716358448236</id><published>2009-06-23T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:19:51.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations in CATS</title><content type='html'>Someone : 'I have an m.file that could calculate evil'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aerospace student:'Hey..hamarroids occur on the ass...why don't they call it assteroids?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone:'Naaah....he is just a douche(some lecturer)'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somone' Accounting courses are soo easy that they should not even be degrees in teh first place'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-6223682716358448236?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6223682716358448236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=6223682716358448236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6223682716358448236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6223682716358448236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/conversations-in-cats.html' title='Conversations in CATS'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-101479696916560837</id><published>2009-06-22T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:26:29.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How does an Aerospace Student Procrastinate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Answer:By surfing airline websites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why.Read the incoherent stuff below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am easily obsessed with something that is infinitesimally possible.My mom says my we may go Switzerland in December.That won't be good because I may have supps in mid December.They will have to go without me..if they do go.Its winter in december in Zurich.I will need to go to Switzerland by end of Nevember before the supp starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hence...Switzerland has been occupying my mind.The country where my uncle lives with my aunt and cousins.It's stratnge that they've been coming to Malaysia every year while we've never even caught a whiff of Swiss Alpine air.Even my old invalid Wansu have been there.I have got to go there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So hello airline websites and STA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Opened Emirates website.....and as Mangku Hayun will type...gedebuk......the air fare for December is incredibly cheap..only for december..probably to attarct Xmas passengers!!! It seems the airline industry is really f***ed up.It was not this cheap in the same period last year. I would have bought the ticket...if I had not busted $1800 on the stupid NZ trip and $1000 for kereta buruk and I should have asked my abah to give me money instead of buying a computer.Oh life is so unfair. I can cough up some dough for the ticket...but i'll need to save in the coming months which will be challenging with the additional expenses.So today after doing the CGU insurance for my car,had the ISC send DIMIA my details as I'll be applying permission to work on Thursday after I've settled my Aerorpop exam.I'll probably start sending Messenger newspapers during the breaka as that's probably the most available job to right now and will try tp apply jobs as cleaners or at Hungry Jacks if there's any opening.It should not be too hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But alas..there are options&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Kerete Buruk-should fetch at least $900&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Canon 1000D-$600 pun jadile..i can ask my mom to send the Lumix from Malaysia.What's the point of having DSLR if I don't travel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-New laptop coming from Malaysia----Probably at least $1000..haha..sori Abah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Should be enough for the flight ticket,pocket money and even a eurorain ticket to Germany or possibly Paris..mnuahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is always a way..hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-101479696916560837?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/101479696916560837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=101479696916560837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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quoted from Fahad Adnan Islam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting some stuff out of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;-Cousin2 yg seksi&lt;br /&gt;-Naik ketapi London-Paris-Zurich.....$2096&lt;br /&gt;-Emirates&lt;br /&gt;-$$$$...$3000..takda&lt;br /&gt;-Cari keje&lt;br /&gt;-Cleaner&lt;br /&gt;-Hungry Jack&lt;br /&gt;-Hantar paper&lt;br /&gt;-Permission to work&lt;br /&gt;-Police Clearance&lt;br /&gt;-Gadai kete dan kamera?&lt;br /&gt;-Resume&lt;br /&gt;-And it's always that person inside my head....addicted to that person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I should get into my head&lt;br /&gt;-Brayton Cycle&lt;br /&gt;-Parametric Cycle Parameters&lt;br /&gt;-Turbojet,Turbofan crap&lt;br /&gt;-Fahamkan assignment 3,4 and 5.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-5652990686812488230?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-2643274915625365432</id><published>2009-06-19T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:21:36.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A not so good day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'So much Work to do'...quoted from Fahad Adnan Islam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And that is what we will always feel for the coming months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friday.The cursed day when it should be holy day.In the Materials Lab instead of the Union House Prayer Room for Friday prayers.Meeting with Erwin and Martin.'Dodgy results' were hurled many times.As usual...'Run more test Guys'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rerun the third test..but this time with thetest 1 sampels.We do not know the reasons..the client asked for it and Erwin's reply to the client's idea was 'That sounds like an idea'.Stopped the test ..after 3 hours...the shaft got loose and leaks everywhere.We went crazy..I was obviously sulking and tottering around the lab...Fahad was playing with plastecine and it seems Apam was the only sane guy.New bearings was needed and we ordered one..asked the office to have it delivered after the exams for some cheeky reason that we keep to ourselves.Left the lab at 4.00pm........T_T......after 7 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home.Cycled..thought about leaving the bike..lab lag....but not on a Friday night..I still love my Southern Star Superia.Lutfi was alone.'Ade orang gi Transformer...cis...bdk2 arkitek ni.' 'Sape Masak'.Ko kot.Mmmm...I felt lzay.Napped.The room smelled of sweat.Not mine..I wear too much perfume.630pm woke up.I think it's my turn to cook...or is it Hussen?Lutfi was sure it was me or he just likes my cooking?m and I don't care ,malas....go to the Mosque la....but car won't start.Called Eddy..'Biase je tu..try start ulang2'.Malas nak layan....I'll just cook..Hussen balik..'Ko masak ke Hijaz'....'Ah ah'..'Buat penat je aku balik umah awal,ingat aku nak masak'..me in my head:'Buat penat je aku dok lab 6-7 jam..balik umah masakkan utk kowunk'.Made biryani rice n korma chicken..tried the car again while the chicken korma simmers...it started!!!!happy happy....layan Nani on meebo....she buzzed me first.8.00pm....Lutfi laughing like a retarded bear while somone was talking with his wife.'What am I doing here?'.Ate dinner...packed stuff....vroom vroom..The Parade-Rundle Street-Hutt Street-North terrace-From Road-UniAde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CATS C...Aeropropulsion....Apam..Hungry Jacks......and then........2.48am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-2643274915625365432?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2643274915625365432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=2643274915625365432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2643274915625365432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2643274915625365432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-so-good-day.html' title='A not so good day.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-178276715503629980</id><published>2009-06-18T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:46:16.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 out of 7 burned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was Monday.Brought the car to uni around noon.Went to CATS A.Found Arip.'Dia tak layan aku'.I sat next to him.Did Assignment 1 Aircraft Design..again..just to get the hang of the Weight calculation. Bored....kacau Arip.3pm, left CATS,Arip is all alone.Took tram to CM, bough 4kg of drumstcik,coconut milk and ginger.Took the tram and walked to Victoria Avenue to my Kereta Buruk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SMS: Flight delay setengah jam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Damn.2 hours to go.Went to WIlcox avenue. Mejat was home.Lepak at his house.Maghrib at the mosque.Fahmi came home.Chatted(mengumpat) with him.Pilfered some of his Tom Yum.615pm.Drove to the airport....15 minutes later at 50-60km/h.At the arrival.I saw her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mama dah sampai Adelaide!!!With her staff..Ida.She was in Fiji and Melbourne last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Coles.Several bags of groceries later.Charles Street. 'Cik Anees,saya dah sampai'.Pok pek pok pek..after mee goreng..balik...satu kotak krespy krim dibuka di 6 Church Avenue.Study skit..tido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tuesday.One red ticket and two one day ticket.University of Adelaide,North Terrcae,Torrens River, Swinging Bowl,FCUK....$79.90 sweater..Rundle mall...tram...Central Market...Tea Tree Plaza...home. Nasi ayam dinner at Charles street with 6 Church Avenue inhabitants.Talks by Mama about Kazakhstan,Oman, Iran and Fiji...'Don't marry early'..hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wednesday.Budget Car Rentals.Red Yaris.Glen Osmond Road.Princes Highway.My Lofty.Hahndorf...pok pek pok pek..'cantiknya..macam Lake Districts kat UK..Kamal ingat tak'..'Kamal masa kecik mane layan bende2 ni'.Adelaide Hills journey begins. Melba Chocolate factory....Peanut Crumble and liquorice...too sweet and the other yucky..'ni bagi Prof XXXX yang Mama tak suka tu'.Black cows that ran away when ida approched...rollling green hills...yellow leaf trees...Gumeracha..Big Rocking horse Toy Factory..Kangaroos and strange furry chickens and leaping peacock among goats....'eeee...air liur kangaroo..samak!!!'.Picnic..tuna sandwich...Smiths and French onion dip...open map...I've never tried this route..'Kamal bantai ye Mama'..'Up to you'....Eden Valley Lookout...it was worth it.....Mengler Hill Lookout....thank god I brought my DSLR....the sun was slowly creeping closer to the horizon...time to head back.Central Market..mackerel and some 'bawalish' fish..some Asian vege....home...Charles Street and dinner with 6 Chruch Avenue inhabitants.Puctures with Fijians...Fijians in ties and skirts and dancing Fijian girls on a small camera view screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wednesday.By bye red sexy Yaris. Charles street..Mama.Coles...$30 worth of chocolates. Terlajak ke uni..forgot about Ida and Syitah. Harbour Town. One gladator shoes for Alya..'Malas dok sini..nanti Mama terbeli barang, beg dah berat dah'. Adelaide Coast Tourist Scenic Drive. Largs Bay jetty....medium chips with calamri,Iced Coffees and a hot chocolate.....12.30.Adelaide Airport......kissed Mama...bye bye.Kept looking back..at Gate 25..waving my hands everytime I look back...'Will I see her again..Insya-Allah'..she was so small...turned around a corner..and she was gone. University of Adelaide.......parking lot in front og Union House on Victtoria Drive...$250,5.36pm.Materials Lab.....'Hey Fahd,how is it going? Need any help?'.....Fahad: "So much work to do.....'......Back to reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-178276715503629980?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/178276715503629980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=178276715503629980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/178276715503629980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/178276715503629980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-out-of-7-burned.html' title='3 out of 7 burned'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1147585459425328558</id><published>2009-06-12T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T03:44:29.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swot Vac Week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate this week.I cannot study because I have to concentrate on the CFD project and the stupid erosion corrosion test. Suraya suddenly went back to Malaysia.There are several versions of reasons of why she wanted to go back 2 weeks before the exams despite the fact that she'll return to Malaysia in August anyway after she graduate.Don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the past three night I jumbled between doing Aeropropulsion tutorials and doing the iterations for the CFD analysis.Finished the report and sneaked into the locked Level 2 illegally with Acap to submit our report.Apparently some Mechies jammed the door at CATS that allows access into Level 2 which is locked after hours as there are many desperate Mechies wanting to submit their last assignments or reports yesterday night without having to wake up early in the morning today to submit their assignments/reports. Really cheeky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today.Went to uni around 10am.I woke up late and was supposed to come earlier.Got the keys from Dr Yung and waited for the other.Erwin came by.We stopped the erosion corrosion test the previous day without cleaning the samples. So the plan was to clean the samples and weight them today.Erwin was crossed and let off his volleys of reprimaning and demoralizing speech.Why me? Amir and Fahad got their share later.Erwin apparently forgot Fahad's name and kept calling him Hadad.I had to wear a mask so that they don't see me laugh/giggle.So we spent like 10am-3pm cleaning the used test samples and weighing them while Erwin helped me look at the surfaces of the test samples with a  microscope.He saved some pictures and was supposed to transfer then to 'Hadad's' laptop but the PhD graduate forgot to transfer them and we had to do it again.We also prepared new samples for the new test and took pre-test pictures of the samples' surfaces with the microscope. Erwin then left followed by Apam who had to do his last assignment. Fahad and I spent from 3-430pm fixing stupid leaks on the test rig. After some troubleshooting we managed to seal the leaks.But almost 2 hours to fix some damn leaks is a bit too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ut goes. One week gone like that and I just spent almost 7 hours in the lab today. In Malay, 'aku dah jadi loser mantap'.&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/29740109-1147585459425328558?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1147585459425328558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1147585459425328558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1147585459425328558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1147585459425328558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/swot-vac-week-1.html' title='Swot Vac Week 1'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-6177196073747675713</id><published>2009-06-06T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:04:58.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Review:Now and Then, Here and There</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.absoluteanime.com/now_and_then/index%5b3%5d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="http://images.absoluteanime.com/now_and_then/index%5b3%5d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys,I just watched a 13 episode anime.Not the best, but highly recommended because it is so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts with a highly energetic and recklessly courageous Japanese boy, Shu who saw a blue hair girl on a tall chimney.He went up to rescue her,only to be attacked by some mechanical machines that look like garbage cans with hands and legs and a robot snake.There was also a woman called Abelia in military uniform who tries to take the blue hair girl(Lala Ru) away.Shu tries to stoppped them but got transported to the far future where humanity is almost wiped out by war and water shortages is extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shu was transported to a gigantic cyclidrical shaped battleship called Hellywood which is ruled by the mad Hamdo.From there, Shu attempst to rescue Lala Ruy,fought with Hellywood child soldiers and gained some allies after he saved Nabuca,the most stalward of Hellywood child soldiers and Boo,a younger child soldier.Shu was captured,tortured,beaten and witnessed himself the horrors of the future when an enemy land battleship attacked Hellywood and decimated Hellywood soldiers.Hamdo was crazy and shot some Death Star laser at the enemy battleship,destroying it with much of Hellywood ground forces.Abelia seemed calm following the orders but the anime masters managed to embed some discomfort into her face evertime Hamdo gave out some orders that involve multiple deaths of her men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shu also met Sara.A girl from the past who was taken because she looks like Lala Ru except she's blond.Sara,a acaptive, was raped repetitively by soldiers in order to impregnate her and raise her child as a soldier. This is one aspect of the anime that is different. The rape scene is not shown, but the way how Sara was suddenly dragged by some gaunt solder was enough to give you an impression on how bad it is. The trauma suffered by Sara id also very vivid and would have been the real reaction of any real victim.Eventually, when it was the turn of another soldeir, Sara fought back and killed the soldier and sneaked out wearing a Hellywood uniform and escaped into the desert.Outside, she seed suicidal.gripping a knife.You'll think she'll commit suicide but instead she cut her hair and ran into the desert screaming.I remember this scene so well, it was a really powerful scene that lingered in my head for several years since I watched this anime 3-4 years ago.Sara was later found fainted by a desert woman(Sis).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At Hellywood, Shu was incorporated as a child soldier since Hellywood lost so many adult soldiers in the last battle.Shu and nabuca, were at opposite ends as Shu,who is ethical and have more moral conscience oppose and intereferes with Helllywoods way of doing things. When Hellywood despatch the child soldiers to kidnap children from surrounding villages, Shu was horrified and tried to stop them but Nabuca stopped him with force.Nabuca then reminisce how he was kidnapped in the same way and was somehow horrfied by the thought that these children will do thes same thing to other children.But Nabuca just followed orders, hoping that these brutality would end the war faster and they all can go home as Hamdo promised them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lala Ru meanwhile is revealed to be some sort of a thousand year old freak of nature who could produce and manipulate water in the otherwise waterless world.She could summon out water from a pendant on her encklace but this weakens her considerably. She refuses to use her powers even after being raped by Hamdo,the ordeal that does not seem as painful as Sara's as Lala Ru seems to lack emotion but there was a scene where she squirmed on her bed with a painful look on her face,it seems to me that it takes time for Lala Ru to understand emotion and as the anime progreses, she seem to gain more more character,spoke more and becomes more human.Shu eventually came to rescue her from Hamdo, but they were cornered by Hamdo and Abelia,so Lala Ru used her powers to flood Helywood and escape with Shu into the desert.But Hamdo was still overjoyed as Hellywood now has enough water that is used as fuel to make Hellywood airborne again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the desert, after escaping a Hellywood search party when Nabucalspared them as a token of good gesture to Shu for saving his life.Shu and Lala Ru eventually reached an oasis called Zari Bars populated by victims of Hellywood.There they were taken care of by Sis who was the woman who saved Sara.Sara assaulted Lala Ru and blames her for the ordeals she went through.It was also revealed taht Sara was pregnant and when she found out tried to commit suicide but Shu stopped her and tells her to live on.Despite the tesnion caused by Sara, they lived a good life for a short time.It is also revealed that a Zari Bar man has periodically sent assassins to kill Hamdo at Hellywood.With water in store, Hamdo was planning to destroy Zari Bars after Hellywood achieved lift off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To save Zari Bars.The radicals at Zari Bars injured Sis and attempts to use Lala Ru as a hostage to save Zari Bars.But Hamdo was still determined to destroy Zari Bars and unleasehd the child soldiers upon Zari Bars.It was a sad episode with som much scenes of killing.Nabuca is shown shoooting into houses filled with children with his eyes closed, which was enough to show chill the blood of audiences. Things got complicated when Nabuca met Shu. Nabuca still wants to spare Shu and tell him to run while he kills the remaining Zari Bars population.Shu refuses and Boo, Nabuca's side kick also refuses to fight but a Zari Bars girl, whose father was killed by Hellywood shot at Nabucalbut Boo shielded him and died as a resut.Nabuca suffered a mental breakdown and refuses to fight but another jealous Hellywood child soldier who envied him shot him after a short struggle. Shu and the survivors were rounded up to be used as slaves. Before the bleeding Nabuca dies, he tels Shu to return to his world, the past. Meanwhile, Hamdo was trying to convince Lala Ru to get more water for Hellywood. However,Shu escaped again, fought the guards and damaged Hellywood's control system in the process, causing the fragile Hellywood to lose altitude. Shu rescues Lala Ru and she asked him to take her to the top of Hellywood saying 'It is my turn now'. At the top, Lala Ru summons an immense amount of water from the sky which fell onto Hellywood and drowning many Hellywood soldeirs and Zari Bars citizens including Hamdo.The earth was flooded and the the desert world was no more.It is also shown that Sara,Abelia and many Zari Bars citizens survived the apocalyptic event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the flooding, Lala Ru was so weak but she said she has done her duty.Apparently, Lala Ru was like an agent of destruction of the world but she was also cleansing the world. The last scene of Lala Ru shows her resting her head on Shu's shoulder, watching the sunset. At the same time, her body gradually disappears. It was a heart wrenching scene. Later, Sara revealed that she wants to stay in the future. She is pregnant and wants to start a new life and thanked Shu for preventing her from attempting suicide at Zari Bars.Abelia, a captive, then helped use Hellywood to send Shu back to the past.Abelia though she will be executed but Sara simply tugged at her hand, as if forgiving her for her atrocities, and I expect Abelia will be helping the other survivors to rebuild again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This anime is different because of its intense anti war theme. Other issues include child soldiers and sexual expolitation. This is no anime with big breasted girls or silly jokes. Every episode is grim but carries a lot of message Even every sentence said by the characters have a lot of meaning. Despite being a dark anime, if you start watching it, you will want to watch more because you will know it is a good anime when you see it. Enough with Yaois and Shoujos, we need more animes like 'Here and There Now and Again' to remind people that we still have alot of problems out there in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLwWZ7wDaHQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLwWZ7wDaHQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the haunting ending theme of the anime.An indication of how dark the anime is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-6177196073747675713?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6177196073747675713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=6177196073747675713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6177196073747675713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6177196073747675713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/anime-reviewnow-and-then-here-and-there.html' title='Anime Review:Now and Then, Here and There'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-5343675836712596949</id><published>2009-06-06T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:13:50.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Night too.</title><content type='html'>It's been raining since 6pm&lt;br /&gt;It stopped for a while&lt;br /&gt;And it suddenly starts again&lt;br /&gt;The air becomes freezing cold&lt;br /&gt;That you feels as if the blood is frozen in the arteries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel empty tonight&lt;br /&gt;Felt so many things unaccomplished in my life&lt;br /&gt;Regretting the silly mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Thought that I should have done some things earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Is it just the psychological trauma from my childhood&lt;br /&gt;Insecurity&lt;br /&gt;Only god knows&lt;br /&gt;And to him, I send my prayers&lt;br /&gt;For an answer and a solution&lt;br /&gt;My small insignificant prayer, a speck in the galaxy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-5343675836712596949?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5343675836712596949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=5343675836712596949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5343675836712596949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/5343675836712596949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/different-night-too.html' title='Different Night too.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-4118031479005368236</id><published>2009-06-06T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:03:56.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A different day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woke up just before 11am.Drove to uni to attend the BMH thing.Circled Memorial War drive and Victoria drive for 20 minutes before finding a damned car park.Why are there so many people on Saturdays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Robot was giving a talk about insects and I managed to hear some information about the visual mevhanism of the fruit fly. The eyes of the fruit fly are called composite eyes and consisted of thousands of little eyes. The image that the flies see are blurry but this kind of visual sight allows the flies to detect motion and avoid any danger.How that works,I do not know, may be I forgot or did not concentrate.Many universities around the world are using this composite eye concept to create robots that could avoid obstructions.Quite interesting that we humans cannot even duplicate a very lowly creature like the fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Mr Robot's session, there was a public speaking slot with a Youtube from Book about Steve Job's presebation styles. The first sentences of every Job's presentationn always relate to what he will talk about.For example, he uses the sentence 'There is something in the air' when he launched the Macbook Air.Something useful I learn from the Job is that his slides are always frugal and have very few images yet contain very succinct outlines. How he knows what to talks about is entirely because he PRACTICES many times,hence, his presentations seem effortless.It was a good video that will be usefu lto me one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After BMH,met Omar and spontaneously asked him if he wants to go to IKEA with me.Invited Syukri too but he cycled but he wanted to follow Omar home.So I arranged to pick him up after our IKEA excursion.At IKEA, we just browsed through the displayed items and fake rooms.I was looking for a cheap desk and found this funky laptop stand which is not a desk but is sufficient to hold my crappy TWINHEAD.Omar liked it too and we both bought one each.I also bought a pillow packed in a tube.I just love the packaging.We also had some organic pasta and rolls for lunch there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later picked up Syuk and headed to Meredith.We also brought along Syuk's bike with him.Thank God 'Kereta Buruk'(the name of my car) is big.Haven't been to Meredith for a year!!! It was really good to see many of the faces at Meredith.Despite the differences, we had some good times and they didn't act weird with me or anything when I was there.Then I cycled with Syuk and Omar to SQ(because the house is on Asquith St,the call the house SQ),home to some other Malaysians(Syah,Nik,Paku,Ammar).Their house is damn big and even have a small shed that is a mini gym with a ping pong table and some gym equipments I can't name.We played some ping pong,did Maghrib prayer and I later drove home because I have to cook dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a different day.I was not stuck at home as usual.Thanks to Kereta Buruk, my world has become bigger and I feel really independent.Next,find a part time job after exams..haha..wanna save money to go to Cairns or wherever my family and I will go around next year for the Great Australian Family Holiday..or it could be The Great New Zealand Family Holidays..hehe..I liked New Zealand too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have my exams in 3 weeks.I'll try to become a nocturnal  because parking is free at night at uni.Haha&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/29740109-4118031479005368236?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4118031479005368236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=4118031479005368236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4118031479005368236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4118031479005368236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/different-day.html' title='A different day.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1992407473416662015</id><published>2009-06-03T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:48:07.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have one too</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.logical-source.com/images/AutoPhotos/TOCA8791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 510px; height: 273px;" src="http://www.logical-source.com/images/AutoPhotos/TOCA8791.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dull and grey Adelaide morning.I was in the lab with Fahad. There were two missed calls and I didn;t know the number&lt;br /&gt;Ignored it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,Amir said Eddy was looking for me.I called him. He was the missed calls.He says I'll sell you my car for $1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting.We met up to try his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several hour later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home, with the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steering wheel fluid is leaking, but it can be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally spent the excess money I have.If I didn't buy the car, it wold have been a new Dell laptop or a new lens kit for my Rebel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll start working part time with the car in hand after the exams.I have additional expenses to take care of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1992407473416662015?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1992407473416662015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1992407473416662015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1992407473416662015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1992407473416662015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-one-too.html' title='I have one too'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-4006898224078239672</id><published>2009-05-31T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T02:34:25.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticipation</title><content type='html'>One of the few joys of my life&lt;br /&gt;Will sojourn Adelaide&lt;br /&gt;With her inexhaustable reservoir of love,hopes and trust&lt;br /&gt;That is never denied to me and my brother and sister&lt;br /&gt;And her soft voice and strong words&lt;br /&gt;That kept me going&lt;br /&gt;All this time&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Adelaide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-4006898224078239672?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1338044059290309206</id><published>2009-05-30T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T08:07:37.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small remedies, big warmth</title><content type='html'>Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I think God forgot about me&lt;br /&gt;Did he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;The novels&lt;br /&gt;The Youtubes&lt;br /&gt;The Facebooking&lt;br /&gt;Is not enough&lt;br /&gt;To while away the boredome and loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly&lt;br /&gt;God though a little about me&lt;br /&gt;Through the small chats with good friends&lt;br /&gt;The ym messages from people you think you do not know but cared about you&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, the words of love and warmth from Mama and family&lt;br /&gt;And the thought that my loved ones are safe and praying for me&lt;br /&gt;These are small medicine&lt;br /&gt;But they make me whole again&lt;br /&gt;So that I could continue to strive in this challenging world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1338044059290309206?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1338044059290309206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1338044059290309206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1338044059290309206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1338044059290309206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/small-remedies-big-warmth.html' title='Small remedies, big warmth'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-4383537774669417532</id><published>2009-05-29T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:11:54.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things in my head</title><content type='html'>I am so restless&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sit still&lt;br /&gt;My mind wanders around&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I happy?&lt;br /&gt;I do not give much&lt;br /&gt;And I do not get much&lt;br /&gt;By I am content&lt;br /&gt;I am not sad&lt;br /&gt;But am I happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes envy of other people&lt;br /&gt;But envying people&lt;br /&gt;Does not change things&lt;br /&gt;I would say to myself ' it is their good fortune'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I accept myself&lt;br /&gt;As to what I am&lt;br /&gt;Because it is how I know myself&lt;br /&gt;If I become someone else&lt;br /&gt;I will be a stranger to myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-4383537774669417532?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4383537774669417532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=4383537774669417532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4383537774669417532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4383537774669417532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-in-my-head.html' title='Things in my head'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-6327755265022870521</id><published>2009-05-29T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:16:19.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester 1 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am going to skip what I did during summer. I just did my practical that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 26 February, returned to Adelaide after 2 days in brisbane and then a connecting flight to Adelaide via Gold Coast.Don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first semester for 2009 commenced and I, like many other enrolled and began out monotonous lives as students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking 3 subjects.They are(along with a brief summary of each):&lt;br /&gt;-Aerospace Propulsion: Taught by Dr.Vincent who taught us Space Vehicle Design.Not as exciting as Space Vehicle Design as it involves alot of calculations.&lt;br /&gt;-Computational Fluid Dynamics: About using software to simulate flow environments and aerodynamics. Pretty useful but too difficult!! If I get a CP for this subject I'll just take it. Th elcturer is a Greek called Mr.Farid Christo who likes to touch people too much.&lt;br /&gt;-AIrcraft Design: Taught by the infamous Maziar. As the name of the subject implies, we just spend hours hearing Maziar drone about equations and statistical analysis involved in making aircrafts. Really, the man just dashed my childhood dreams of designing crazy flying stuff....it now seems so hard.Well, hello Oil and Gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I've started my Honour project.It has nothing to do with Aerospace stuff unfortunately.The title of our project is 'Optimization of High Performance Pump'.Now, how boring can the name of a project be!!!! Briefly, our project aim is just to test three materials that may be used to replaces the stainless steel used in a pump at Santos Moomba gas processing plant. Santos is just using us a s cheap labour to solve a multi  million dollar problem they are facing...corrosion in the pump.Enough talking, just see te pictures of our project...it's pretty cool and we're getting into the erosion corrosion test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Sh_a-TwivvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QNYFZpFmTeY/s1600-h/IMG_6780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Sh_a-TwivvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QNYFZpFmTeY/s320/IMG_6780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341228447075319538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah.My prject mates are Apam and Fahad(Bangladeshi Australia lad). They are very cool mates to work with.This picture here is of them setting up erosion corrosion test equipment. They are reallys serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Sh_bw2Npc1I/AAAAAAAAAIk/mNllwg09pw8/s1600-h/IMG_6806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Sh_bw2Npc1I/AAAAAAAAAIk/mNllwg09pw8/s320/IMG_6806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341229315317658450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next is the slurry pot holder attached to mixer.Basically it's a big blender. The plan is to rotate the test materials inside a beaker filed with a corrosive substance called the Benfield solution which is sued at the Santos Moomba plant. We want to see which materials suffer the most damage.&lt;br /&gt;We are currently doing the erosion corrosion  test.Next would be the friction which our group would design from ground up.It will be a challenging task.If our project gather anough data and perform deep data analysis and solve Santos problems, hopefully we'll get an award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thats' it for the first semester.I'll be updating with smaller and brief entries from now on.The plan I did this blog was to use it as a diary and write teh stuff I did and see. But it's not working as I write by average every six months in this blog..haha.Look forward to the enxt short entry guys!!!&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/29740109-6327755265022870521?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6327755265022870521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=6327755265022870521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6327755265022870521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6327755265022870521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/semester-2009.html' title='Semester 1 2009'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Sh_a-TwivvI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QNYFZpFmTeY/s72-c/IMG_6780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1153363975826505327</id><published>2009-05-23T02:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T02:33:44.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perth Trip in 2008!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello everybody!!! Anybody here!!! Guess not..who cares.As usual, I make very long posts in this blog every 6 months or for each semester. However, this post is different, because before this, I only make a post after the semester exams...so I will be rambling less about my exam results.My last entry was written out of due to post-boredom. Meanwhile, this post is prompted by post-preliminary report boredom.Enough yapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,what happened after December 2008. Simply, after the trip around SA twice and the trip to the Yorke Peninsular and Moonta. I promptly went to Perth for 3 full days before taking flight to KL.Hussen abandoned 5 days before I went to Perth..sniff sniff. So off to Perth with Apam and Fahmi and met grea guys like Key,Acap Perth and Paan who were terrific hosts and guide. On our first day Perth, we were on our own as our hsts were busy with other incoming Adelaideans who tarnsitted for only the day. So off we go, into the unknown Perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/ShfAe99ck2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/UZiwosypm2M/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/ShfAe99ck2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/UZiwosypm2M/s320/DSC00012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338947521531908962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To sum up, Perth is a nice, like a smaller version of Sydney, with large bays and blue sea water. The highlight of the first day was Fremantle, a Gelenelg like resort town but even better.Because the place has market which sells great and cheap souvenirs and the sea water is just soo blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_hgfASS3tZaE/ShfBoVwyybI/AAAAAAAAAIU/kE0-kMq99QQ/s1600-h/DSCF3544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/ShfBoVwyybI/AAAAAAAAAIU/kE0-kMq99QQ/s320/DSCF3544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338948782051740082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second, day rented a car and went to Lancelin to see some sand dunes!! Nik Faiz went ther when he was in perth a month earlier and the pics were cool. We rented a Getz and drove for about two hours to Lancelin and rented some sand boards. It was worth it. The sand dunes were beautiful and mystifying and we had a lots of laugh rollong and sliding down the dunes. We are accompanied by two great guides, Acap and Key who drove us around Perth after Lancelin,eventhough they were tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the higlights of our trip.After that,we had dinner with a UniAde alumni who's now a doctor in WA, Dr Rahman. He was really nice and sent us to the airport in his really cool Subaru. Before we went to the airport, we also had some time to 'jalan-jalan' around Perth.Perth is a good place to study IMO. But too bad its too far from other cities.&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/29740109-1153363975826505327?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1153363975826505327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1153363975826505327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1153363975826505327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1153363975826505327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/perth-trip-in-2008.html' title='Perth Trip in 2008!!'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/ShfAe99ck2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/UZiwosypm2M/s72-c/DSC00012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-6436706622030759645</id><published>2008-12-22T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:05:13.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 gone already-Part 3 and hopefully the last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok..dive into the second semeser of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing exciting.I only have 4 subjects and three exams..yahoo.Two subjects worth mentioning are Astrophysics and Space Science and Engineering System Design and Communicaion.As fro Astro, don't let the fancy name fool you....it's actually a very boring subject..like Star Trek..mind you..I am sort of a Star Trek fan.This subject as expected talk about planets,stars and the cosmos...interesing sometimes but too much detail...how do they really kno how a nebula looks like let alone deterime the constant of some damn radiation..we've been near to any of those interstellar objects..nak gi bulan pun dah struggle.....dunno why I talk about this subject if it's boring but it is different from the other already boring engineering subjects.As for ESDC, I mention coz it has no exam just lots of course works that bear on your head like a three ton truck and a big group project.My group all Mat Salleh,one China guy and one ABC...all annoying including me.. nak tunjuk pandai.Our group was fine but I was frustrated at how the group works...every meeting someone is always meeting and our leader was pretty indecisive and only reprimand the Asians in our group.All and all, I got Credit for both these subjecs,that's why I mention them..haha.The other two subjects got Gareth and Maziar as lecturers...so I am sure you don't wanna know about them especially the mechy dudes.So what these two genius taught...Dynamics and Control II and Aeronautical I.The mechy dudes for next year are lucky as Aero I will become an elective subject for mechy programs..lucky bajingos!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened between study.Can't remember really,really busy or something.But puasa was in September,nothing much except I always open fast at the mosque for the good food and Hussen suddenly disappear(later found out his gf visit haha...siut...really I didnt know till he ajak me gi dinner sesame but I malas gi sebab memang I malas) and then went waste money at Adelaide showground.Oh yeah shortly before Raya I went to Manifest...same story like AVCON but I think AVCON have better talents and cosplayers and more organized.At Melbourne I stay at Saiful's house above Lazzat..these guy pay the rent which include 2 meals a day..haiyo..Merang and Nazir who also stay there montel..haha..Saiful as usual stay slim..demit.So Manifest was still alot of fun..being the biggest otaku event..it has sooo many participants and the souvenirs and producys more interesting.I bought a box set called Requiem..quite a disgusting anime..only one CD left maybe next year abis. September also got MASCA election...Hussen jd VP and Book Prez.Tong tong...it's already swot vac..I got hit by a bicycle whil cycling..compensated..bought new bike...study like crazy for 2 weeks....I tell you..I started having the habit of waking up really early that I even had time to cook and tapau lunch so that I can lunch at CATS(our comp lab) and not waste time berbual at Swingin or HJ.But bad luck besieged me..some bastard stole my bike...2 days before the Astro paper...arghhhh....but I pasrah je..beskal je pun.I am not poor le.So after exam.....Hussen gi GOR trip...Nik and Lutfi balik Malaysia already.Me..biasele..kene abandon but god sent ANUian Wei Liang and his hist of Medical student buddies(Ash,Zi Hao,Joe and Sam from Melbourne) and Hui Lyn from Sydney to SA.Wei Liang only know me coz we always YM about politics and chatting...so we are quite ngam.So I become their navigator and jalan2 SA in three days.Wow..Wei Liang and his friends sure know how to travel in style...speeding all the way.In one day we covered the Hills and Barossa Valley and the following day we covered Monarto Zoo,Murray River Cliffs,Goolwa and Victor Harbour.The only new place I've been to is the Murray River Cliff.Now this excursion is interesting, we actually missed the early Monarto Zoo tour sessions and have 5 hours till our safari tour..so bantaile ke Murray Bridge to see something interesting...an old lady(rather ga ga) at the I centre told us in a shaking voice that we could see nice cliffs at Mannum..cliffs..what cliffs..never heard of them..Wei Liang teruja so we pecut 70km to Mannum..over there see no cliffs and ask the I centre..'sorry mate..you have to go 70km North to Walker Flat to see them'....argue2....we're here already what the heck..we still have 3 hours..so pecut...the second Budget Yaris driven by the gals nak abis minyak..sume cuak..lights were flashed and nervous conversations occurred via our mobiles but sampai jugak Walker Flat and ..Masya-Allah...the cliffs were beautiful that I become mad with enthusiasm and even the otehr guys cheered up.So we epent 1 hour..crossing the river(really cool cable driven ferry) and drive along the cliffs on the other side of Murray River and taking pics.After that we all pecut to Monarto jus in time for the last Safari tour.But after that we pecut to Goolwa....dig out some sample cockles to impress Wei Liang and stop at Victor Harbour to chill our, chase after two seals and have dinner at a Thai restaurant. We returned to Adelaide when it was already dark and all was well until Wei Liang's car git flashed by a speed cam...huhu..he was really disppointed not because of $$ but bcause he wanted to have a clean record.The next day they returned to their respective cities.Travelling with these guys were different and fun..I got to enter a wine cellar, talk different topics during the trip(debate about Mahathir hahaha) and see new places like Murray River,Thanx guys for visiting SA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...shortly Hussen balik.Tinggal kite due je.During this time I kinda worried about results especially Aero I but I was overwhelmingly bored.Oh yeah..forget to mention..on Wednesday I went to the Innes National Park on the Yorke Peninsular..Zaipul and Ajay were supposed to join us but these two hombre capito canceled their participation in the last minute with many excuses despite the trip being a day trip only..so I ajak Husen and Husen ajak Pidut..he other guys who joined us was Lebau..haha..god knows how I manage to drag Lebau out of Adelaide..so in Budget Yaris.we drove for 4 hours to Innes and stopped at Ardrossan for lunch(I cooked nasi goreng belacan,baked chicken,potato salad and sweet corn..I am also a macho chef!!!) .Now Yorke Peninsular is mostly wheat and Barley farms and the towns extremely basic but driving to Innes was extremely pleasan and the sea bluer than usual.By midday we reached Innes National Park and visied three gorgeous beaches-Dolphin Bay,Shell Bay and Brown Beach but wehanged around Dolphin Bay as the other two beaches are dangerous.The sea is damn cerulaean blue and we had Dolphin Bay all to ourself..so we mandi manda in the rather cold sea and had late lunch there..but Lebau tak mandi sebab malu nak tunjuk muscle...so after that we drove back for about 3 hours and arrived safely home by 10pm.But on Wednesday night...only Allah knows why...Umar Farouq invited me to a Moonta trip..I've never been there and this gives me a chance to escape Adelaide at least for the weekend...I say yes la..Hussen mule2 xnak ikut ikut jugak..after I pujuk him..I have to have him by my side..haha.Next day on Thursday night, Alif ajak gi bowling..apelagi joinle die dgn Pidut,Padlan and Li bowling...main one game only coz we came in late.Hussen x ikut sebab kedekut..buek.Next day on Friday,went to a BBQ organzied by Syafiq Mat.This amazing senior who helped alot of people and a very good example of a good Muslim and human being was about to graduate..so I had to come..even though Allah put a Christmas pageant in front my house which diverted the bus from my area..I still walked to Wilcox with two ice cream cases of keropok Terengganu..and it was worth it...eating with friends and good seniors like Faruk Ramli,Mat Shah and Syafiq Mat..buat lawak bodoh..biasele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the BBQm,went home pack for Moonta trip,Hussen gatal gi keje Swingin..kesian Omar datang amik kami tunggu die..hehehe.So went to Broadview,waited for the other and in one car and a van we departed for Moonta which was two hours drive away.We stayed at a holiday house rented out by a family..so the house have pics of Mat Salleh's family around the house.It was a nice house with a shelf full of of nice books like Guinness World Book of Records which kept us awake ..Hussen should be in the book le....haha..damn tall and macho.We all slept late and woke early to go to the jetty..this was my first time and damn was I impressed...kalah all the jetties in Adelaide coz the sea at Moonta is also cerulean blue like Innes' beaches.We spent like 4 hours from 7am fishing and crabbing.Umar Faruq caught the beginner's luck when he caught a relatively big squid which later went into our nasi goreng..haha.But throughout the morning we caught very few crabs and lost a squid. Coz we didn't have enough sleep..we spent the whole afternoon sleeping and just chill out.The next day we returned to the jetty to continue fishing the whole day.I also swan near the jetty with Hussen,Alif and Dr Jemir..the water damn cold but it was still a pleasant swim.That afternoon, we had BBQ and cooked chicken wings and whatever we caught from the sea which include 11 crabs which were OK.So after the BBQ we all chill out and had a seesion we introduce ourself..damn long three hours coz the juniors talk alot..haha..I only talk like 3 minutes je kot.By next morning we sped for Adelaide and arrived by noon.But then, only Allah knows why Acap called and told me its Fara's birthday...arghh..gila gila..why everything good is happening on this wee...since I can't bake a cheese cake which I usually do for close friends I rushed to a nearby bakery which was nice enough to offer me their freshly baked log cake..which Fara really liked thank goodness.At her party,met the photography,Aero and macam2 gang-Said,Padla,Ina,Fara,Alif,Pdut,Huwaida etc- and others..Hussen pun ikut after I pujuk him..ngeh.We ate Biryani rice(Anne masak hahahah) and two cakes and two tubs of ice creama nd played Uno and Life.It was a crazy night...haha...really had lots of fun despite tired from previous Innes and Moonta trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after not much happen.Two week before I go to Perth.Hussen went early coz he's confident he's not getting supp and left me all alone...sob sob.The week before I went to Perth it was Raya Haji and Umar Faruq was really nice to drop by and gave me 2kg of lamb and only Allah knows why Saiful dumped his Ikea furniture at my house since his lease expired.So I have 2kg of lamb,lots of food in the fridge and Ikea furniture which include a dining table and 2 rocking chairs..ape lagi..buat open house la..a small one though coz I tak larat masak sengsorang for many people.I only invited the Wilcox dudes,the Ovingham dudes and Apam..about ten people all in all.I cooked Curried Lamb,Korma Lamb,Biryani rice and of course baked chicken with potato salad and sweet corn.I also rearranged the living room supaya nampak macho like me haha.So that night..the dinner was successful..they all liked the Korma lamb coz it goes well with the biryani rice..sedap hati.So at least already balas budi umah Wilcox who always open up their fridge for me and budak Ovingham(Only Acap,Fahmi and Ezy came) who always invite to eat at their house and macam2.So I actually had a busy week despite being alone...met lots of people along the way.So by Saturday,Apam,Fahmi and I went to Perth with three full days o explore Western Ausralia..those three days will be detailed in another post......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-6436706622030759645?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6436706622030759645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=6436706622030759645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6436706622030759645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/6436706622030759645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-gone-already-part-3-and-hopefully.html' title='2008 gone already-Part 3 and hopefully the last'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-1787547603521274260</id><published>2008-12-20T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T06:00:15.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 already gone-Part 2</title><content type='html'>Ok..I continue from my previous post..which was 4 week ago..sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the mid sem break..I continue with my studies especially the group projects for Aerospace Materials and Space Vehicle Design..tong tong tengok dah exam. During this period Husen and Lutfi planned their NZ trip..I did not follow because do not have $$ and waiting to go with people I know..ahakz..but maybe regret this decision coz 2009 very busy year because of final year project...not sure can go NZ or not...takpe tengok rezeki....if I do well in my final project get good results and get big job at some lombong then I travel NZ and the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,exam come and go.The day my exam habis Saiful Nizam and Nazir came to visit.So I sewa kete manual(i hate manual but redah je) and take them jalan2 Adelaide Hills in one day.The next day we joined Isuzu Aizu to the Barossa Valley, other people who joined us were 4 juniors,Achik,Zaity and Hussen.This is my second time to the valley but this time we visited many places..very tiring and we left by nightfall after a wrong turn here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with Intan is that her plans are always spontaneous...that night after the Barossa trippo she says 'let's go to the Kanagaroo Island'..argue argue she won la..so next morning..Saiful,Isuzu Aizu,Zaity,Nazir and I depart.Hussen and Lutfi will leave for NZ the next day so they cannot follow and Achik lepak with her friend. I drove(I am the only driver coz the others can't drive manual) like crazy towards ape Jervis..we want to catch the 9 am ferry but we could only get on the 10am ferry.By 11am reached the island..ape lagi pecut like crazy...gear 5 all the way coz only have one day to travel Kanagaroo Island...Saiful and Nazir balik melbourne esok.haish.Drive drive covered the National Park,Magnificent Rocks and Seal Bay in about 7-8 hours.Malam we stayed at a Chalet at Kingscote,bought food at Foodland and cook our own dinner.The next day..biasela...at the jetty take more pics  then take ferry, pecut like crazy for the airport..dropped Saiful and Nazir at airport ,send Isuzu Aizu and Zaity to Ovingham...return the Budget Yaris and balik.When balik Hussen and Lutfi was leaving for airport.Nik already left for Gold Coast with his gf..I was all alone for 2 weeks..tapi takpe...I busy myself worrying about the exam like crazy...but exam OK so I regret not planning any trippo...waaarghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after Hussen,Lutfi and Nik balik..memasing nak berlagak gi NZ and Gold Goast..arghh...rase loser lak...dahle aku senior tp Gold Coast ape lagi NZ pun tak sampai lagi.Hussen siap jumpe girlfriend kat NZ..huaarggh.Tapi around this time already busy with new semester but still have time for fun. Isuzu Aizu ajak makan2 at her house, and since its also around my birthday I went there to make three bloody cheesecakes  and only god knows why I did it..makan2 with budak Ovingham and budak OG road..bdk2 my house dunno why didn't come..layan awek kot or busy with something else. At Ovingham Farayas ajak gi Anime Convention(AVCON 2008)...now I am no Otaku.layan jugakle but not an Otaku..since dah bosan ikut je le.So one Saturday before the new semester,I line up at Union House where where AVCON is held and OMG..so many mat salleh in cosplay...so was exciting and glad that I cycled in the cold to this event.Got the weekend ticket after 2 hours queuing and joined promptly by Fara,Nani and Acap and we round round the Uni grabbing people in interesting cosplays and take pics with them..haha. Other stuff we did were wasting taxpayer's $$$ on souvenirs, watch animes being screened in lecture theaters and attend short seminars on animes and Otaku stuff.One panel I enjoyed was the doll panel...here I met Salmy and Lizzy who also collect Japanese dolls,which are ball jointed dolls which are very expensive.What they do is buy the  body and dress the dolls up in clothes they either buy or sew themselves..you could also change the head and arms and stuff...sort of like playing with Frankenstein dolls.It's actually a very rewarding hobby and apparently guys do this stuff too...so I also got interested and culik Salmy's 'Devrin' and molest the doll for a while.All and all it was an interesting event..the final event is where the cosplayers went on staged and sing,dance and do small sketches.I tell you,they were really good and really really funny....it was the best 3 hours of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So shortly after AVCON, the new semester starts. But I already planned with Fara to go another Anime Festival in Melbourne called MANIFEST hehehehehe...am I crazy or what but I am still no Otaku...gi Melbourne again.I'll tell about it in the next post.So..that wraps up my first semester for 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-1787547603521274260?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1787547603521274260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=1787547603521274260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1787547603521274260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/1787547603521274260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-already-gone-part-2.html' title='2008 already gone-Part 2'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-4580727643911815459</id><published>2008-12-07T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:05:32.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 already gone-Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alamak, its already 2008.Last time I put a entry here is about the iftar at UniSA. In addition when I read the previous posts all have bad grammar and spelling mistakes.What a bad blogger I am. Since I seem to have at least several posts for each year, maybe I just write as much as possible about this year.It is my responsibility as a blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may already know, this year I 'tersesat' into junior's house. The MARA house has dispersed.Book lives in Highwgate while Apam and Wok were supposed to live together but Wol discontinue his study here and sambung in Malaysia(good nluck to Wok,miss ur onde onde and lepat pisang).Fortunately, Hussen offered me a place since one of his housemate 'keluar rumah'.Lucky.Because of 5 week practical, I returned to Adelaide later and so have to enjoy Pulau Redang while Hussen,Lutfi and Nik find the house.Fortunately they found a good house,machola korang.So far my current roomates sume best...tak kacau saya..macho2..ade awek..saya je sorang single.Takpele..saya observe sajele bile ade drama..pastu repot kat Apam..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year started pretty well.First semester started taking some Aerospace subjects such as Space Vehicle Design and Aerospace Materials.The other three are mechanical subject. This I begin to have more group courseworks, so have to work with strangers.For the Aerospace Materials I gang up with the Mat Salleh who likes to throw paper aeroplanes during Maths 1A and1B,alamak and one Mat Sallah who keeps wearing thin colorful T-shirts and beach shorts even during autumn and winter.But they were OK, the first Mat Salleh,Matthew tu badan macho just nice,tak cacat kerana overmuscle..so dia ni agak playboy dgn pompuan,sorang lagi tu,Jordan badan muscle tapi ala montel,aku..hehe..boroi seprti biasa.Surprisingly both of them were pretty easy to work with,and I chatted alot with the naughty Matthew.Our report also not bad although we only got Pass.So far even in sem 2 this year,Matthew will tegur me by my name,nice guy..Jordan plak tak layan aku sangat. For Space Vehicle Design, Prof.Vincent kasi group projct in second half of semester,so adele 3 minggu sebelum exam untuk design sebuah space probe!! Takpe takpe,group ni pun macho2, ade Salween,Alex and sorang Mat Salleh tak ingat name,seperti biasa ade sorang hampeh ta datang meeting langsung.Fortunately,the project went smoothly and we submitted a pretty god design..so puas hati.The other subject biase je,Kotousov and Gareth ade ajar subjek masing2 while ade satu subjek tu setiap minggu tukar lecturer..bosaaan. result sem 1 this year okle..dapat merase 2 D hehe.Subject Gareth and Kotousov tu jangan haraple nak dpt D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides studying,of course I wajib keluar Adelaide traveling. So my first excursion was during mid sem break in April. First excursion was to Aldinga Beach.Program Mongger/Syafiq Mat.Okle..first time gi Aldinga..sume junior apparently dah berjaulah ke situ,so senior2 batch aku yg nakal je join.We stayed for one night,BBQ dgn sosej/kambing yg terlalu banyak,tazkirah,berkongsi pengalaman dgn mongger,aswad,yin dan abang din yg pernah bekerja dan mandi laut sejuk pantai Aldinga.Lepas balik dr Aldinga the next morning,petang tu jugak kene naik bas gi Melbourne!!!I spent about 4 days in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aldinga Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/STufIYv1CuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/TpDzP8MIRWM/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/STufIYv1CuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/TpDzP8MIRWM/s320/DSC00008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276986354825497314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So obviously previous night bergosip sampai tengah malam,penat gile...dah la kene naik bas ke Melbourne.Selepas 12 jam naik Firefly,sampai Melbourne,Fendi keje so kene gi Melbourne Central alone tunggu die.After meeting him,went to his nice Apartment which he shares with KaiKai and a cat which was offered free by a Lab Assistant.Dunno why la this Fendi keep the cat...the litter tray penuh!!! What I did in Melbourne?That night went to Sofia,a very nice Italian/Greek restaurant which serves halal chicken.Ade le 12 orang my batch dan org yg tak dikenali join,kami sume bantai anything with chicken on the menu and share.Unfortunately, the chicken Fendi ordered rasa masam,argue skit dgn waiter dapat ayam baru.but I also ordered the same thing as Fendi..so ilang selera plak tapi kami share2 what we ordered..so kenyang gile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dinner at Sofia.Meriah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/STufIwZzgFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yRdR6OdIC1I/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/STufIwZzgFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yRdR6OdIC1I/s320/DSC00057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276986361175572562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day,Fendi and I bantai gi Great Ocean Road.Fendi ikut sebab die ade kupon free tiket..siuuut.So from 8am-8pm we toured the great Ocean Road,looking at strange houses of rich people, taking pictures of the coast and the rocks jutting out of the sea.During the journey,Fendi and I apelagi,bergosip gila babi, between the two us,we could talk like 10 people haha.The trip was nice,I like visiting new places with a goodfriend.But I think the Great Ocean Road a bit overrated cause you could see the same views almost anywhere in Australia without the 12 Apostles(previously called the Sow and her piglets,so nama 12 Apostles tu gimmick tourism je).Malam tu penat gile,so next day of course tido sampai tengahari.Regarding Kaikai,mase sampai jumpe sekejap,pastu die gi class,maklula,budak medic,takde life tapi mase gi Sofia die masak utk awek,so kene balik lambat.Next day after GOR,berbual dgn die sekejap,mase cakap pasal Ash,die tetiba call Ash jadi terpaksala cakap dgn Ash..Ash mesti ingat aku ni gila ke ape..gile betul KaiKai!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Ocean Road.Another Corner of Victoria conquered.Next time Mornington Peninsular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/STufIW31ZWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fiKr90GJYtY/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/STufIW31ZWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fiKr90GJYtY/s320/DSC00071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276986354322204002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what I wrote for the first sem is already too much.So I'llcontinue in Part 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.:Saiful Nizam patah tangan main bola mase aku lawat Melbourne.Skang die ade prut yang 'seksi'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Saiful Nidzam patah tangan main bola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/STuroMHRDbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/h07VOa3a2x4/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/STuroMHRDbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/h07VOa3a2x4/s320/DSC00093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277000095329488306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-4580727643911815459?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4580727643911815459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=4580727643911815459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4580727643911815459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/4580727643911815459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-already-gone-part-1.html' title='2008 already gone-Part 1'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/STufIYv1CuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/TpDzP8MIRWM/s72-c/DSC00008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-3568402855137028290</id><published>2007-09-15T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:06:42.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/RuynFZtdb-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/GoXTBurZ3vo/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/RuynFZtdb-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/GoXTBurZ3vo/s320/DSC00032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110643388401414114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Onde-onde by Wok and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iftar at UniSA&lt;/span&gt; 15th Sept 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, in preparation of the iftar organizaed by MISSA,UMNO and other unknows Malaysian organizations, WOk and I embarked on a task to make onde-onde or buah Melaka to be brought to the iftar which is also a pot luck event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We toiled over the stove, mixing rice flour, pandan flavouring, artificial coloring to make the sticky dough.Then stuffing them with brown sugar and rolling them into small green balls which are then coated with coconut flakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We carefully placed them in a container. There were precisely 99 onde onde.Aren't they beautiful. Later we found out why people say beutiful things don't last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Ruylvptdb7I/AAAAAAAAADk/hgf_DkcSTKA/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Ruylvptdb7I/AAAAAAAAADk/hgf_DkcSTKA/s320/DSC00001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110641915227631538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                Onde-Onde .Gone in 5 minutes.         &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Ruyf5Ztdb3I/AAAAAAAAADE/UZJpYphRFPA/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Ruyf5Ztdb3I/AAAAAAAAADE/UZJpYphRFPA/s320/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110635485661589362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the mad rush to grab any food on the table and finding myself only having one onde-onde,some doritos ,fish crakers and jejemput.We had some tazkirah from oncologist Dr.Zul giving a talk about returning to the teachings of the Koran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Isya' and Tarawih, we had Nasi Ayam by Abang Zam. the soup was nice .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Ruydoptdb1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/35ej9ZXJOtw/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Ruydoptdb1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/35ej9ZXJOtw/s320/DSC00006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110632998875524946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the event, fate commanede Aie to give his cameras under my protection, which I toyed around, satisfying my thirst to handle a DSLR. I also toyed with Fadhlan's semi pro.Aren't they beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/RuykWJtdb6I/AAAAAAAAADc/9ALHpxhhsWU/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/RuykWJtdb6I/AAAAAAAAADc/9ALHpxhhsWU/s320/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110640377629339554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The venue of the event was within a long and wide place corridor in a UniSA building.Quite a strange to hold prayers as during the day people just walk through the area to get to offices and classes. And Check out the strange roof. The building is painted in an awfully bright yellow color, thank god that color is not indoors too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we had Azmi as a facilitator for the event He grabbed out attention to control us and spell bounded us with colrful images and videos on the projector to keep our babbling Malaysian mouths quiet.Good show Azmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Azmi doing magic tricks with the projector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Ruychptdb0I/AAAAAAAAACs/uLeXk8K38NU/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Ruychptdb0I/AAAAAAAAACs/uLeXk8K38NU/s320/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110631779104812866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-3568402855137028290?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3568402855137028290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=3568402855137028290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/3568402855137028290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/3568402855137028290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/iftar-at-unisa-15th-sept-07-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/RuynFZtdb-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/GoXTBurZ3vo/s72-c/DSC00032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-2769351496362257296</id><published>2007-09-14T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T19:05:22.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally....clear pics with a K800i</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://regmedia.co.uk/2006/08/03/se_k800i_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://regmedia.co.uk/2006/08/03/se_k800i_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the first time in my life, I have actually bough a mobile phone without inheriting one form my parents.Since my 2 roomates abruptly took new phones, I also decided to taeone before the 2 years needed for a plan diminishes.Hence, I took a K800i, after decidingg between the N73 and the K800i.The K800i was chosen for its Cyber Shot quality camera :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I ave been snapping pics happily without worrying about the batteries running which is the case for my 6MP Taiwanese made G-Shot Digi cam.Here some of the pics....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus9C5tdboI/AAAAAAAAABM/vKDyqn_16Aw/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus9C5tdboI/AAAAAAAAABM/vKDyqn_16Aw/s320/DSC00130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110245322242485890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus9DJtdbpI/AAAAAAAAABU/BECuQzo2hx4/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus9DJtdbpI/AAAAAAAAABU/BECuQzo2hx4/s320/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110245326537453202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus9DptdbqI/AAAAAAAAABc/i3U0x_pqJUI/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus9DptdbqI/AAAAAAAAABc/i3U0x_pqJUI/s320/DSC00116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110245335127387810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus9EJtdbsI/AAAAAAAAABs/ieVSKLYJP6M/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus9EJtdbsI/AAAAAAAAABs/ieVSKLYJP6M/s320/DSC00114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110245343717322434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the K800i, I'll definitely try and snap more pics and try to post worthy one here :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-2769351496362257296?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2769351496362257296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=2769351496362257296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2769351496362257296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/2769351496362257296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/finallyclear-pics-with-k800i.html' title='Finally....clear pics with a K800i'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus9C5tdboI/AAAAAAAAABM/vKDyqn_16Aw/s72-c/DSC00130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-561107804548936979</id><published>2007-07-22T01:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:07:13.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reinvigorating this blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus5GZtdbiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nAyw4tn7B9Q/s1600-h/IMAG2463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus5GZtdbiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nAyw4tn7B9Q/s320/IMAG2463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110240984325516834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus4yZtdbgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rs3JLPTigvc/s1600-h/IMAG2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus4yZtdbgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rs3JLPTigvc/s320/IMAG2441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110240640728133122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi, it's been like a year since my lasy entry, what a disgrace I am,a s a blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will revive this blog and will try to constantly add pics and my thoughts here. Consider this my nre resolution for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's happened since June 4&lt;br /&gt;-Went through second sem 2006 with no incident&lt;br /&gt;-Went back to Malaysia and spent time with my family, visiting my grandfather's grave....&lt;br /&gt;-Start sem 1 2007&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Tasmania&lt;br /&gt;-Did the semester exam and got TWO supplementary exams...I really fell and it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus6XptdbnI/AAAAAAAAABE/kvMqzdn3Z_Q/s1600-h/IMAG2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus6XptdbnI/AAAAAAAAABE/kvMqzdn3Z_Q/s320/IMAG2637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110242380189888114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus49ptdbhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9MRPkb75fRg/s1600-h/IMAG2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus49ptdbhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9MRPkb75fRg/s320/IMAG2452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110240834001661458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting event since last year was the trip to Tasmania with my friends Fendi who organized the whole trip.We wemnt to Tasmania from Melbourne by flight andexplored Hobart for two days. The city was dead because we came during Easter. Places of interests were Salamanca market and the jetty. We were accommodated in a backpacking hostel which was very clean and warm(Tasmania is soo cold), it was my first experience staying in such accommodation.Other things worth mentioning is that we met two emale Malaysian students,at Salamanca market, their colorful veils betrayed them while anothe Malaysian guy brought us pizza during our las night at Hobart. After the two days expired, we went up North, where we hope to see more interesting stuff meanwhile during the second day in Hobart, we visited a prison Museum called Port Arthur. Apparently it was the first juvenile prison in the world and a place where convicst or unwanted citizens in England were deported ,even for petty crimes. The place was kinda gloomy and BIG, walking around the prison and taking the boat to Point Puer, the site of the Juvenile prison and listen to the guide lecturing bout its history was kinda exhausting, all despite that, the places still intrigues, in a rather creepy way. Overall, Hobart is a pleasant city, the houses hugging the hills makes the city looks soo photogenic, as if we're looking at a postcard picture. Hobart also had its own of Rundle Mall, somplete with Picasso-like pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus5m5tdbkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/36Wuf_Hhy74/s1600-h/IMAG2631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus5m5tdbkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/36Wuf_Hhy74/s320/IMAG2631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110241542671265346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus50ptdblI/AAAAAAAAAA0/C9W4bJdcvA0/s1600-h/IMAG2507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus50ptdblI/AAAAAAAAAA0/C9W4bJdcvA0/s320/IMAG2507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110241778894466642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the two days in Hobart we expired, we went up North, passing quiet and quaint villages, which were affected economically when a new highway diverted traffic from these towns. We stopped at a town for some refreshments and boughy myself a soggy tomato sandwiches and a delicious 'apple turnover'. On the same day, we visited a beach with strange rock formations, as if ot was carved by humans. We walked along the beach, enjoying the warm air and breeze.We laughed alot and I got my shoes wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next interesting destination was the Marapooka cave. It was founded by two farmer boys when they chased a rogue sheep into the cave. The boys kept the place secret from everyone and explored the cae themselves, the cave is 1.6km long. Eventually the father knew and opened the place to tourists ,but the plae was eventuallu taken over by the state with some compensation to the farmer.What makes the cave so special is the word 'droppings' aka 'shit'. Apparently, there some type of worms on the ceilings of the cave which excrete its 'droppings which glows in the dark, when the guide turned off the light in the cve, it was as if we're looking at the stars. We made sure we closed our mouth, don't what shit fallling into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus6I5tdbmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VprVl3puvAE/s1600-h/IMAG2592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus6I5tdbmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VprVl3puvAE/s320/IMAG2592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110242126786817634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next major destination is the Cradle Mountain National Park. We stayed at a cabin lodging after arriving in the evening. Our accommodation was near to the forest so we occasionally saw fat rogue wallabies.The next day, we venture into the National Park. We split into two groups, I followed Fendi and four others and began our trail randomly.We spent three to four hours walking and climbing until we reached the peak of a ountain. It was my second mountain that I climbed since Mt.Jerai!!! I felt so accomplished.Then it took about two hours to get back down again.And we ended the day, exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the National Park the next day, going to a Norther Tasmanian city which name I forgot to catch our cruise ship back to Melbourne. We arrived at 4.30 pmto get some food until some of us were out too long that our guide says he had to leave them to ake the taxi. Two of us had the most expensive dinner so to say. The 'Spirit of Tasmanis' was splendid. It was big and red, it was going to be my first cruise ship journey. Fendi, our leader, somehow got the bunk rooms for a cheaper price, if not we'd have gotten lousy seats. Fendi is the incarnation of the phrase 'Don't judge a book by its cover. The journey consumed 10 hours and it feels great. We spent ourselves silly taking pics, buying 'made in China' souvenirs and drinking hot chocolate. I hit the bed early due to exhaustion while the girls continue their girly activities on the deck. And the journey to Tasmania...morped into another sweet memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Intan, Kema, Deva, Amanika,Aaron and his girlfriend, Bang Khai,Ashwinna, another Indian girl whose nmae I forgot(soory!!) and most of all Fendi, our marvellous group leader. Thanks for being good companions during the trip!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics to come later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-561107804548936979?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/561107804548936979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=561107804548936979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/561107804548936979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/561107804548936979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/reinvigorating-this-blog.html' title='Reinvigorating this blog.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgfASS3tZaE/Rus5GZtdbiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nAyw4tn7B9Q/s72-c/IMAG2463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-115854359591029790</id><published>2006-09-17T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T15:25:52.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0028.jpg" alt="" 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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(My 3 friends who visited the park with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0043.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0043.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0038.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0038.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0026.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0026.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trip to Morialta National Park,Adelaide, some time in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morialta is a nature park at the fringe of Adelaide tucked within a valley and surrounded by tree clad hills. There were three waterfalls and trails leading up the hills where you may find spectacular views of the valley.The natural park was good place to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-115854359591029790?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115854359591029790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=115854359591029790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/115854359591029790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/115854359591029790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-3-friends-who-visited-park-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-115268764560439470</id><published>2006-07-11T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T15:25:52.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Melbourne for 7 days.</title><content type='html'>The girls, Bukhari and I booked Virgin-Blue tickets to Melbourne on the 27th May. We all departed to Melbourne on the 3rd of July at 6.50pm(Adelaide time) and arrived there at 9.00pm(Melbourne time). Starbus, the van service we hied transported us to College Square on Lygon Street for $15/person. Quite exorbitant, now I realize that the ERL train to KLIA is much cheaper. Even the Melbourne Skybus costs $15/person and it will only take us to the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukhari and I crashed at Saiful Nizam's and Nazir's place. It was so cold at their room. They do not use the heaters to save on the electrical bills...huhu. That night, we spent the night at their common room and played billiard and watched Foxtel(OZ's version of ASTRO). Beat Saiful in billiard, and I was playing for the first timr. I also met Danon, who is now surprisingly partnered with Sharrinie ,Faruq, the insufferable brat and Fendi,our tour guide for the next couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 4th, Bukhari and I followed Saiful Nizam for some shopping in Moreland and Brunswick. For your information, he got lost and spent like half an hour trying to find the halal butcher. It was kinda frustrating but I enjoyed the Middle Eastern environment in Brunswick, so many Middle Eastern shops. We went to Charcoal Chicken fot lunch but the shop closed, ended up eating at a neighbouring restaurant which also serves chicken and loads of chips. Later in the evening after Asar prayers un an inconspicuous mosque inside a shop, we went to Savers. Bought a green and black striped sweater and an oversize jacket which I regret buying. After dinner at College Square, the girls and I (Bukhari disappeared with his 'members') went to Yarra River to see the Hellfire. Hellfire is actually several rectangular pillars that vomit flames during the night every hour. It was amusing and interesting. The girls and  I had fun taking pictures at a fountain, I got a bit wet. Met Bukhari near the Yarra river and he joined us. I really like Melbournes's skyline during the night, the city looks beautiful. I also realized the city centre is as big as I anticipated, KL is bigger and have a more vibrant nightlife. In Melbourne(or any Asutralian cities and towns) all the shops closes  at 5.00pm except for the Crown shopping complex which has a cinema and  a casino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 5th, the girls, some Melbournian girls,Bukhari and I embarjed to Clayton to meet friends. On the way, we visited the Melbourne Museum. Students enter for free. The exhibits were very interesting, they range from animals, the earlier computers, dinosaurs, bugs and the human anatomy(comprising of several statues of naked people of all ages and short movie of a woman giving birth, ouch!). It was worth the time. Back outside, we sauntered at a nearby park taking pictures a grand colonial buidling which is also an exam hall for Melbourne Uni students while the Melbourne girls perform prayers near a fountain. I envy them, UniAde exam hall is a warehouse. Later, we took the tram to Melbourne central and took the train to Clayton. The train is punctual and clean, I enjoyed the ride but it does not have a very good view during the journey. Arrived at Clayton in the evening, had late lunch at the Clayton girls house and crashed at the Clayton boys house for the night, there we later received Fendi with Syah,mi and Zainul from Sydney. Had more chicken for dinner at Clayton Chicken. About Monash Uni,it looks OK, but the suburb is kinda mundane.I'd say the Monash Uni in Malaysia is better. No wonder the Clayton boys always escape to Melbourne every weekend when they can afford it...hehe. Their rented houses were also in bad shape. The girls houses are clean but the boys' house is horrible. The house could look nice if they take good care of it, but then again, they are selfish Malay boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 6th, the Clayton boys,Fendi,Bukhari,2 Clayton girls, Sahrrinie and I embarked to Arthur seat. Took a 1 hour journey to Frankston to find the cable seat to Arthur is closed due to a recent accident. Had fish and chips at Franskton and then departed to Stony Point, a jetty with ferry services to Phillip Island, where penguins live. After the 45 minute train ride, we arrived at Stony Point at 5.00pm and took pictures for 30 minutes. Later we discovered the next train would arrived at 7.15pm!!!  We hang around fo2 hours before we finaly returned to Clayton. That night, Fendi, Syahmi, Zainul and I departed to Melbourne city. At the city, while in a tram, several Yarra Tram officers conducted raids to fine people who do not have tickets. One white girl was fined $150. Later we saw her left the tram and enter a bar. It must be so embarrassing.That night, we(plus Faruq) went to the city by foot at midnight for some kebabs and took more pictures of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day on the 7th, I met Ridhuan Ali, my roomate in INTEC. He loolks fine but started to use 'Saya' and "Kamu' instead of "Aku' and 'Kau'. Apparently, he has joined the 'Usrah', a group of Malaysian students who suddenly become religious and started avoiding the opposite sex(Malaysian Muslims only, it's OK to talk to infidels of the opposite sex) as much as possible. Thank god he still he retains his sense of humor and is still the same Ridhuan Ali I have known in Malaysia. Sometimes I think the other non-Usrah boys were just making exaggerated stuff about Ridhuan. Later, Fendi, Zainul, Syahmi and I departed to Melbourne Uni for Friday prayers, The prayer ended just as we arrived at the prayer hall...huhu. Went to the Uni library to borrow some DVDs-Terminator 2, Chocolat, Mr Bean and 2 stupid documentaries which we thought were movies. Early that night, we marineted 10kg of chicken for Saturday night's AUSMAT 16 BBQ  while watching Terminator 2. Later, around 8.00pm, the Adelaide folks and I along with some Melbourne folks went to the observation deck at some tall building(I don't know the building's name!!!) to get a bird's eye view of Melbourne city. The city looks beautiful and we watched the Hellfire spit fire along the Yarra River from the observation deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, 8th June, Fendi, ZAinul, the newly arrived Reez from Canberra and I went to Moreland again to buy some stuff for Sunday's Mt.Buller trip.Meanwhile, Bukhari, as usual disappears to the Great Ocean Road for the whole day with his 'members'. Fendi gave us a treat at Charcoal Chicken (open this time) at Brunswick and later we had to help carry  Fendi's shoppings. Practically, we shopped the whole day and travelled Melbourne at the same time. It's amazing that Fendi knows the city so well, I bet he'll live here in the future, he's so proud of Melbourne. That night, after helping Fendi boiling eggs for tomorrw's trip's suppy of Nasi Lemak, we had barbie at the common room and watched The Terminal. Wanted to watch the movie until the end but decided to help Fendi fry the chicken and make Tuna sandwiches since he's been so helpful and taking me around Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 9th, everyone woke up at 6.00 am to prepare for the trip to Mt.Buller. Surprisingly, everyone made it in tim(I guess Malaysians are so desperetae to see snow for the first time) and we promptly departed on a chartered bus at 7.00am. Slept all the way until the journey up the mountain to Mt. Bullert.The mountain and the forest was beautiful, and felt like I was on my way to Cameron Highlands. Arrived at the snowy top at noon we hired some winter clothes at a shop and had Nasi Lemak for dinner. At 1.00pm,we arrived at the ski range by shuttle bus and most of us rent skis and snowboards eventhough we don't know how to ski or snowboard. I rented a pair of skis($30!!). Spent 3 hours figuring how to ski and brake, I managed to ski but failed to learn how to brake and ended fallling many times. The girls were also doing more acrobatic stunts than skiing. Later at 3.00pm, some of us got tired , returned the skis and had some hot latte and hot chocolate at a cafe. After waiting for the others for an hour, we decided to return to the chartered bus and return the rented winter gears. Apparently, the others who remain at the ski range do not realize that bus driver was damn serious that they should come down at 4.30pm as the roads to Mt.Buller is closed when it's dark and the driver was threatening to leave without our late comoanions. Fortunately, the driver was patient and waited as our very very late companions descend from Mt. Buller and we departed for Melbourne at 6.00pm. The driver must have a poor perception of us Malaysians on that day. It's hard to travel with a bunch of selfish young adults who don't care that their stupid acts could cause problems to other people.Tsk..tsk...tsk...sometimes I am 'menyampah' being around with such Malays. Arrived at College Square at around 9.30pm , watched Conan the Barbarian and slept at 1.00am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day in Melbourne. I spent the whole day at College Square watching TV, resting and trying to warm myself as much as possible as it's damn cold.Meanwhilw, Bukhari again diappeared with his 'members'. Met Ridhuan ALi after noon and chated with him for a while while I pack my stuff. At 4.00pm,we went down to wait for the Starbus taxi to pick us up and took pictures with our Melbourne friends. At 4.30pm sharp, Starbus arrived and we said farewell to College Square and our friends. At 8.30pm, we were safely back at the Village in Adelaide, where we have heaters for 24 hours and the 7 day trip to Melbourne finally dissolves into another memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29740109-115268764560439470?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115268764560439470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=115268764560439470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/115268764560439470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/115268764560439470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-melbourne-for-7-days.html' title='In Melbourne for 7 days.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29740109.post-115034931279725861</id><published>2006-06-14T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T15:25:52.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why 'The Looking Blog'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bismillahirahmanirrahim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Assalamulaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Looking Blog will feature pictures of Australia, in which I am studying. As a Malaysian,I enjoy looking for something new in this Australian environment .Hence the name of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures below are of the cities of Adelaide and Melbourne.I shall post more pictures in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Adelaide city. View from my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Me at a street in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Me, besides the Yarra river,Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Bonyton Hall,UniAde,Adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^The Elder Conservatory of Music Hall,UniAde,Adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0289.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Posh apartments at Glenelg,Adelaide.Viewed from the jetty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0281.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Me beside a new tram at Glenelg,Adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0284.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0284.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^A colonial building at Glenelg,Adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/1600/IMAG0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6798/3176/320/IMAG0276.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Adelaide trams,Victoria Square tram station,Adelaide.&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/29740109-115034931279725861?l=thelookingblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115034931279725861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29740109&amp;postID=115034931279725861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/115034931279725861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29740109/posts/default/115034931279725861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelookingblog.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-looking-blog.html' title='Why &apos;The Looking Blog&apos;.'/><author><name>Hijaz Kamal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16191302121828023065</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/_hgfASS3tZaE/SU-cdN_l2-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b9HTn73bXEw/S220/DSC00018.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
