<?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-6001156</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:31:07.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Phantom</title><subtitle type='html'>Farah and Zul </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-112623788896626099</id><published>2005-09-09T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T11:51:28.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests</title><summary type='text'>asasas</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/112623788896626099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/112623788896626099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112623788896626099' title='Tests'/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-111961714917244783</id><published>2005-06-24T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T20:45:49.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali, here we come!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/111961714917244783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/111961714917244783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111961714917244783' title='Bali, here we come!'/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-111357360079345195</id><published>2005-04-15T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T22:00:00.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kapalai </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/111357360079345195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/111357360079345195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111357360079345195' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-111357353156593304</id><published>2005-04-15T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T21:58:51.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a rare clown fish! only found in one part of the world which is Sipadan! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/111357353156593304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/111357353156593304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111357353156593304' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-110715772897827379</id><published>2005-01-31T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T15:48:48.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunset in Sipadan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/110715772897827379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/110715772897827379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110715772897827379' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-110715747793456830</id><published>2005-01-31T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T15:44:37.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Smallest lobster. Very tiny!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/110715747793456830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/110715747793456830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110715747793456830' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-110714660184236185</id><published>2005-01-31T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T12:43:21.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The cat is going to jump!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/110714660184236185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/110714660184236185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110714660184236185' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-110714567085813090</id><published>2005-01-31T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T12:27:50.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Marissa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/110714567085813090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/110714567085813090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110714567085813090' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-109988339718280578</id><published>2004-11-08T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T11:09:57.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dashboards Improve Workforce</title><summary type='text'>Dashboards are where executives, managers, and other employees can see how their area of responsibility within a company is performing, and then take necessary action. For mobile services giant Vodafone, a dashboard built atop a data warehouse and several databases is crucial in presenting information about call center performance. After Vodafone used dashboards to figure out how the call center </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/109988339718280578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/109988339718280578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109988339718280578' title='Dashboards Improve Workforce'/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-109902346191582820</id><published>2004-10-29T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T12:17:41.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><summary type='text'>To all,Selamat Hari Raya</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/109902346191582820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/109902346191582820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109902346191582820' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-109305345803575808</id><published>2004-08-21T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T09:57:38.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coming this merdeka will be exactly 5 months since I've had any work. Feels like just a month.. hehe.. time flies when you're having fun... supposed to get new position confirmed by end of the month... so I've been sitting in the office surfing the Net and playing scrabble to kill time... plus been going through all my friend's blogs... although a better way would of course be to call them up and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/109305345803575808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/109305345803575808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109305345803575808' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-108995880839420919</id><published>2004-07-16T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T14:23:43.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here's a poem i found ... written by Max Jacob in 1925.. he was one of Picasso's favourite poets&lt; farah &gt;RainMonsier Yousouf forgot his umbrellaMonsier Yousouf lost his umbrellaMadame Yousouf, they stole his umbrellaThere was an ivory knob on his umbrellaWhat went into my eye was the end of an umbrellaDidn't I leave my umbrella?I must buy an umbrellaBut I never use an umbrellaI have a dust-coat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108995880839420919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108995880839420919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108995880839420919' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-108656670563394342</id><published>2004-06-07T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T08:06:52.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Squash, ouch!hehe... that's what I looked like after my first squash game in more than 2 months.. first attempt was on Saturday.. lasted maybe the whole of 8 minutes before taking a break.. then continued for maybe 5 minutes.. never felt so unfit in my whole life.. my heart was racing so fast from trying to chase a few drop balls.. i felt like my heart was going to burst... went back home and did</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108656670563394342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108656670563394342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108656670563394342' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-108623362699651421</id><published>2004-06-03T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T11:47:09.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Deep Sea anyone? or  ?Facts from National Geographic Channel... In this century :1. 8,000 ppl have reached the summit of Mt. Everest (probably more)2. 1,000 ppl have reached outer space3. Only 2 ppl have explored the deep sea - Dan Wright and Jacques P.Interesting.. what makes outer space more important than our deep blue oceans? The world is obsessed with uncovering the secrets of stars and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108623362699651421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108623362699651421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108623362699651421' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-108607364881682079</id><published>2004-06-01T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T15:18:10.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What would you do if you had 2 months leave?Easy question that I liked to ask myself and my friends during my 2 months break.. not that I had time to plan and think about what to do, I just woke up one day, went to the hospital for check-up and *BAM*, woke up post-surgery and my hubby was holding my hand, telling me everything's going to be ok.. I was given a long leave.. leaving the lovely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108607364881682079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108607364881682079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108607364881682079' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-108018633128259620</id><published>2004-03-25T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T11:48:59.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The yummiest fruit : mango aka pauh Ok, i learnt a new word.. pauh.. Zul was telling me the whole morning that his father sent buah pauh from Kelantan.. and all I thot was, "Pauh? Must be one of those rare fruits I've never seen".. so we went to the supermarket, and what do I buy? A bag of mangoes... Zul was looking at me really strange, "Why are u getting mangoes? Ayah sent us a lot of pauh".. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108018633128259620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108018633128259620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108018633128259620' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-108018447925679820</id><published>2004-03-25T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T11:18:07.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my sister's websitemy cute little sister shaza has a website.. click here- farah - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108018447925679820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/108018447925679820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108018447925679820' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107959393089222803</id><published>2004-03-18T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T14:18:56.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Celtics beat NuggetsThe first thing I did this morning is to browse nba.com to follow the game between my fav team Celtics vs. Nuggets.It must be a very exciting game since lead has been switched quite a few times.Paul Pierce He did it again as he took leadership and brought the rest of the team to victory.Not many ppl I know root for Celtics as they have the ugliest color which is green dont </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107959393089222803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107959393089222803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107959393089222803' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107949262752623520</id><published>2004-03-17T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T14:46:15.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Murphy's Law - Everything that can go wrong will go wrongShort of drowning, everything happened to us on this trip... sea sickness, rough weather, we lost our camera (more about that later), strong currents, my regulator (for breathing underwater) was free flow (air wouldn't stop coming out, which means I would have run out of air quickly), lost our fins (thrice!) ... but we thoroughly enjoyed it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107949262752623520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107949262752623520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107949262752623520' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107949198441503734</id><published>2004-03-17T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T17:18:45.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where are all the big big fish? One thing we noticed on our subsequent dives was the lack of pelagic (big) wildlife.. guess our expectations were pretty, after all the publicity and glamour of Sipadan.. even at Barracuda Point, which is world famous for those gorgeous pictures of large swirling barracudas .. there were none there! The big theory is that there have been too many divers, hence </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107949198441503734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107949198441503734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107949198441503734' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107949180781426715</id><published>2004-03-17T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T17:23:06.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Dive or Dip?After a few glasses of fruitace mango juice and waiting for the Japaness to fill up the release form, we are heading for our first dive which is at the drop off, just right in front of the resort.I dont think it's valid dive as it only lasted 6 minutes and 19 ft. The reason was that the anti fog might have reacted with the time and heat to cause it to expire sooner and causes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107949180781426715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107949180781426715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107949180781426715' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107914188815763816</id><published>2004-03-13T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T11:07:00.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Siapadan and KapalaiI've put some pics here...will put more later... we took 451 pics, so will sort out the good ones.The trip started at 4 am on Saturday morning where the airport limo was ready to pick us up at 3:45 am.  At first I thought the driver was the driver who tried to con me in paying more since he was driving a new Daewoo MPV, but it was the kind driver that found the keys that I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107914188815763816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107914188815763816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107914188815763816' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107849106020709560</id><published>2004-03-05T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T09:40:01.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sipadan Wish ListHehe.. leaving tommorow for Sabah.. (have to wake up at 4am ... zzz....) we spent the whole day today getting last minute stuff... wish us luck on our wish list... will post pics when we get back... promise to think of everyone when our feet are buried in the cool cool sand = &gt; Want to see1. Whirling school of barracuda2. Turtles, turtles, turtles,3. Whale shark4. White tipped </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107849106020709560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107849106020709560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107849106020709560' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107797757653220982</id><published>2004-02-28T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T22:41:21.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New test pics available</title><summary type='text'>New PicsHi all,5 new pics. It'll be more next week-Zul-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107797757653220982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107797757653220982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107797757653220982' title='New test pics available'/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107700029594517153</id><published>2004-02-17T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T14:51:37.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lemon TreeLast weekend I was in the kitchen washing dishes when suddenly they played "Lemon Tree".. immediate flashbacks of walking around the my college campus on the way to class with shaz and ain .. it was 1996 then, and the song was #1 one the charts (in Malaysia, that is).. we loved the lyrics and the tune, which seemed to fit our life so well then.. "I wonder how, I wonder why.. yesterday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107700029594517153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107700029594517153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107700029594517153' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107647144059294717</id><published>2004-02-11T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T17:45:39.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Underwater photos Check out this link on underwater photography.. amazing photos.. great angles and so clear!! We just got an underwater camera set and were playing around with it in the swimming pool.. hehe.. needless to say, it's hard to look pretty when you're all over the place and bubbles are coming out of your mouth.. need more practise so can look like graceful mermaid.. or else our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107647144059294717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107647144059294717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107647144059294717' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107605133506288258</id><published>2004-02-06T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T17:10:53.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon!! Sipadan Trip and photos</title><summary type='text'>Coming soon.. Sipadan trip and photos    -Zul-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107605133506288258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107605133506288258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107605133506288258' title='Coming Soon!! Sipadan Trip and photos'/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107449313447023551</id><published>2004-01-19T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T14:20:52.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shopping? Nooooo!!!!I never ever want to go to One Utama again!! My hubbie already warned me that ppl will be doing last-minute Chinese New Year shopping last sunday, and boy he wasn't kidding.. it was only 10am and the line to go into one Utama was starting from after TV3!! Ppl are crazy!! Ok, so I was one of the crazy ones, but I had a legitimate reason.. my sis in law had to buy a baby </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107449313447023551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107449313447023551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107449313447023551' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107355544843802901</id><published>2004-01-08T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T18:05:30.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Organizing my organizerI'm one of those ppl who don't know how to use organizers.. i've got a nice one for 2004 (courtesy of the company), but my 2003 is hardly used.. i write things in them during discussions and meetings and then they dissapear when i close it ..."out of sight, out of mind" .. hehe.. i think i will just stick to my old one.. just because something is new doesn't mean it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107355544843802901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107355544843802901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107355544843802901' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107283090962505819</id><published>2003-12-31T08:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T08:38:05.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hehehe... this morning i bought a 5.95 hot cafe latte from san francisco... it's soo mahal but worth every cent... so sedap... (top of my breakfast drinks list would be teh ais, but that always keeps me up at night).. so if you see me today, i'll be bouncing around my cubicle.. boing! boing! boing! ... hehehe...- fArah -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107283090962505819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107283090962505819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107283090962505819' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107231811414751806</id><published>2003-12-25T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T19:11:01.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satria Gti for Sale!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Hi all, this is Zul. Would like to let go of my gti. I will post some of the pics later. All original parts except:-- 2 new ES100 Yokohama tires (front)- Car amplifier and rear speakers- Exhaust tips (Can remove if you dont like)- Sport air filter (Piper Cross drop-in)- Gold Dust tint- Very clean interiorThe car has clocked only 55340 km. It's a year 2000 batchDriven only mostly on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107231811414751806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107231811414751806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107231811414751806' title='Satria Gti for Sale!!!!'/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107208663093960577</id><published>2003-12-22T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T19:24:41.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My radio wears a dress...Did you know that french and arabic both describe objects by gender? for example, in french a car would be female, blouse - male, present - male, days - female... so it's 'le' for male and 'la' for female (le / la - the equivalent of 'the')... so a table would be 'la table' to indicate it's female... confusing isn't it? can't the objects all be gay? as zul pointed out, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107208663093960577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107208663093960577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107208663093960577' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107174016133468828</id><published>2003-12-18T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T17:36:15.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>slow slow Internet connectiongreat.. the Internet connection at my office SUCKS !!! btw, this is farah here... (chin chin mentioned that when she reads this blog, she doesn't know whether it's farah or zul talking.. so hello everyone, my name is farah.. nice to meet you..) .. like i said, the connection SUCKS !!! feels like my brain cells are moving at one/millionth  the speed of sound .. come on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107174016133468828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107174016133468828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107174016133468828' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107163206030877683</id><published>2003-12-17T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T15:17:26.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Little bundles of joyOur newest nephew, Emir.. for my immediate family, it's a big fuss.. there hasn't been a baby in the house since my little sister was born.. for Zul's side of the family, new babies just add on to the already BIG bundle of joy - 30 nieces and nephews on that side.. and counting! That's 2 football teams and a smaller netball team on the side.. imagine if we train the lot and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107163206030877683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107163206030877683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107163206030877683' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-107086346440190121</id><published>2003-12-08T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T13:19:55.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Engineers cant spell nor write..One of my professors at URI  Prof. Musa Jouaned was awarded The URI Foundation Teaching Excellence Award (2003)  and he wrote the speech for the convocation as in hereCan an engineers write better? Maybe not for speech. What do you alll  think?Anyway, he was a great teacher and the only 2 professors that could pronounce my last name correctly which is Yahya.  Other</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107086346440190121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/107086346440190121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107086346440190121' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-106972989020707660</id><published>2003-11-25T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T11:16:51.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green LED </title><summary type='text'>7:07 pm ... Nov. 24th...Eid Mubarak's eve, I got a phone call and it was from office. Didnt manage to pick it up as the caller probably gave up since i was enjoying the break fast and taking my time to pick it up.Feeling not tooo confortable since I would be on leave for almost a week. Called my team and he told me that India could not establish connection due to VPN is not working. Sheeshhh!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106972989020707660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106972989020707660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106972989020707660' title='Green LED '/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-106964722711526900</id><published>2003-11-24T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T12:13:55.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Violent entertainment, anyone?What is this obsession with violence, blood and gore? If someone can just explain it to me in simple sentences (plse, no psycho-analysis on the fascination with the dark side of human nature).. i read this statement from a u.s. critic "violence is replacing entertainment" - i couldn't agree more...  Guess what was #4 in the countdown for the "Top 10 movies in UK" - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106964722711526900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106964722711526900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106964722711526900' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-106928724290174903</id><published>2003-11-20T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T14:33:25.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How many bags does a women really need?I can really relate to Aishaza's blog on her raya shoes ... i think most women have this love affair with our bags and shoes .. i read this in a magazine - i think Cleo - an interview with a european designer, and the question was, "How many bags does a women really need?"... the answer.. "One a day, for the rest of her life"... hehe.. but it's not just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106928724290174903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106928724290174903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106928724290174903' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-106880191644435102</id><published>2003-11-14T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T11:02:59.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>War &amp; PeaceOk.. here's another tribute to the saying "Don't judge the book by it's cover".. the book in question here is "War &amp; Peace" by Leo Tolstoy.. it's as thick as the Lord of The Rings, and has about 1500 pages, depending on which edition you buy (it's the kind of book you put on other books to straighten out the pages yang 'bengkok')... I always told myself.. I'm going to read that book </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106880191644435102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106880191644435102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106880191644435102' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-106868100630607244</id><published>2003-11-13T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T08:04:17.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy PhantomOk, so Zul and I finally decided on a name for our blog.. originally it was "Misplaced Childhood", which antusemut later told me that when she read the title, she was said, "Oh oh, ada masalah ke ni? Or it must be a name of a song".. hehe.. you are so comel! But antusemut  is right.. it's one of Zul's fav songs from the band Marillion - famous singer called fish.. strange for all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106868100630607244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106868100630607244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106868100630607244' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6001156.post-106818234986657975</id><published>2003-11-07T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T13:51:17.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Joining the bloggersHehe.. we've joined the virtual community of bloggers.. so this time I can join my office mates in their blogger meetings... I went to the last one before puasa started at Warong aka Asian Flavours.. Maria yang ajak.. "Come lah, we're having a Bloggers meeting".. hehe.. i thot she was just being cute.. I went there and alamak! There are people arranging the tables to form a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106818234986657975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6001156/posts/default/106818234986657975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-zul.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106818234986657975' title=''/><author><name>Farah&amp;amp;Zul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03397848363437329487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
