<?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-3574492268675574168</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:42:10.642-07:00</updated><category term='odd meaningful dream'/><category term='CCL'/><category term='winter'/><category term='spring'/><title type='text'>Walk Along My Path</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moadam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3574492268675574168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moadam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mo Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765900281686197882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dOayBdeyQ5c/SWa2A1d8PeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AM8kgEOp8KY/S220/Photo+67.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3574492268675574168.post-3917726069969815210</id><published>2009-03-06T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:07:44.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='odd meaningful dream'/><title type='text'>Weird but meaningful dream</title><content type='html'>It’s weird… really weird. After several weeks, I didn’t have a meaningful dream until today. That dream today seems meaning but some of it was partly odd. Before that dream, the bright light from the kitchen disturbing my eyes beneath their lids, of course because my eyes are sensitive to light. I learned that the door hasn’t closed and I was remembering that I closed the door and turned off that light. So, I went out of the room to see what happened and I was like “Oh, it’s Aiman and Zul coming back here. They are back here, this early dawn. Why this time?” After knowing some stories from Zul through Manche’s interpretation, I prayed for Subuh time and went to the bed afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I found that Aiman was still in the kitchen, I was like “Maybe he had big story to tell Manche.” I went into unconsciousness and I dreamt some weird thing. I went to the kitchen and found that Manche was almost BALD!! What the..?! I asked him when he had his hair cut and he said, “I just asked Aiman to cut my hair recently.” This dawn time?! It surprised me but I was like 'whatever' and I went to go back into sleep because I was sleepy. Then I woke up and get off to the kitchen… and I shocked to see Manche with his long and thick mustache like Sinbad’s or someone in ‘1001 Nights’. I couldn’t believe what I seen, and he said, “What’s up?” while massaging his moustache. Because I was scared, I went to go back into unconsciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up and found that I was in Kuala Lumpur. It looks like if time goes travel too much fast. Yeah, I’m home! I recognized the road I stood and went to my best friend’s house. What I found in that house was my family and some people I have been familiar. It looked like a member of my family has married with my best friend’s family member. I was looking for my best friend but found my grandmother and my family members. I tried to contact my grandmother but it was hard and my mother or sister interpreted my words to my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I went to another room, this place was turned into somewhere outside of Kuala Lumpur. And I was stunned by someone appeared with his family. It is Anil Kapoor but why?! He said, “We are family… just look familiar” and then they danced and sang. I was still stunning because I couldn’t hear and confused. Then… I just jumped into reality and it was around 9 am. I sighed because I missed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my unconscious mind tried to tell me that I’m still have relatives in my heart when I’m being away from them and being stay with my new friends at RIT. Also, I still have others when it was hard to talk with others at RIT due to our different path. I mean I’m in New Media Publishing program while others are in their same program, Biotechnology. Even though I was always frustrated with the communication barrier, I still have invisible friendship with these friends because we are HUMAN BEINGS. Well, I’m trying to smack down that communication barrier afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the unconscious mind may let me know that we come from Nabi Adam and we still have unknown connection no matter distance, race, generation and relationship. Connections in each person with each other might be various due to their fate. For example, most of all RIT Malaysian students came from INTEC (International Educational Center), their same school where forged their friendship through their connection. When they came here, they were awkward to meet different people like Xiao (Snow), Tom Blake and me. They make friends with us through explored and revealed our connections between us. Sorry if this paragraph looks pointless to you because it’s hard to explain my thought through these basic words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s what I think today. I’m sorry if my grammar and sentence are bad that you couldn’t understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3574492268675574168-3917726069969815210?l=moadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3917726069969815210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3574492268675574168&amp;postID=3917726069969815210' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3574492268675574168/posts/default/3917726069969815210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3574492268675574168/posts/default/3917726069969815210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/weird-but-meaningful-dream.html' title='Weird but meaningful dream'/><author><name>Mo Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765900281686197882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dOayBdeyQ5c/SWa2A1d8PeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AM8kgEOp8KY/S220/Photo+67.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3574492268675574168.post-4708384394777094446</id><published>2009-03-05T10:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:01:12.039-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CCL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><title type='text'>March! March! We have to march to Spring quarter!</title><content type='html'>Bismillahirrahmanirahim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons... Weathers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, it is all because of 'Allah The Most Gracious', He gives us a lot of pleasure from each season. He created various seasons for all places over the world, whereas Northern and Southern hemispheres get four seasons and places around the equator get Summer Yearly Time including several monsoons. All weather and seasons are created for the purpose that is to balance the condition of Earth. Because of Him, we human beings also learned and use the advantages of these weathers for developing our life. For example, the refrigerator is created based on the chilling and freezing winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a beautiful day.. maaa.. 'Ich liebe es!' I'm loving it! So glad to say goodbye to the princess named 'Winter' who is leaving for Southern hemisphere. She gave us too much frozen pain and we were tired of her even though she is still beautiful in her charming white gown. Sometimes, we were amused about her frozen tears, not little but too much limitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we still have time to prepare for welcoming party because Princess Spring is coming soon. Her father is shining us and it's great to feel good under him. So great to see grass uncovered from snow. Princess Spring would contribute some beautiful gardens and from each garden, we would be around a lot of floating seeds (Beware for people with allergy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking of 'Spring', it seems that we need to prepare for Spring quarter and continue our studies. This quarter would be more tight than other quarters because it's going to have a lot of events sponsored by many clubs. As I figured out from my work of CCL (Center for Campus Life) calendar at RIT, many clubs hold their various events on Fridays and weekends in March and April only. While we will be studying for classes, we also have to spend time by practicing our events. Our grade for Spring quarter depends on our performances of studying and managing events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! I forgot about designing posters and tickets for Malaysian Night event!!! OMG! OMG! OMG! I'm going to do it right now!!! T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3574492268675574168-4708384394777094446?l=moadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moadam.blogspot.com/feeds/4708384394777094446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3574492268675574168&amp;postID=4708384394777094446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3574492268675574168/posts/default/4708384394777094446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3574492268675574168/posts/default/4708384394777094446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moadam.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-march.html' title='March! March! We have to march to Spring quarter!'/><author><name>Mo Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765900281686197882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dOayBdeyQ5c/SWa2A1d8PeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AM8kgEOp8KY/S220/Photo+67.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3574492268675574168.post-3954379452484375549</id><published>2009-01-09T21:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:57:05.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Jan 9 2008</title><content type='html'>Friday Jan 9, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up too early, around 4 am and I have no idea why is it. And, I just lied on my back and jumped into a dream I didn’t remember. Don’t know what happened in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I went to my office to do my weekly job. The job is really good and I love it even though, I always bored without any task to done the art request. For tasks today, I was being asked to make fliers for Opposite Sex Workshop and Connectology 2009. After I have done these fliers, I continued to work on the Spring calendar though I needed to go home as soon as possible. Just need rest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOayBdeyQ5c/SWgsnSV-b-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J8tU_1zFEKA/s1600-h/connectologyJan09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOayBdeyQ5c/SWgsnSV-b-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J8tU_1zFEKA/s320/connectologyJan09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289526815797178338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOayBdeyQ5c/SWgs0GiLZoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vxMdZao-0Mk/s1600-h/oppositesex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOayBdeyQ5c/SWgs0GiLZoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vxMdZao-0Mk/s320/oppositesex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289527035965433474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached at my home and pushed the door button to aware someone inside about my coming but the door isn’t being opened. Consequently, I repeated door alarm a few times again until I gave up for nothing happened behind the door. Instance of that, I sent a text message to Zul and I was being informed that he is on the way to our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was waiting for him, I played treading on snow floor to see how thick is it. It looks fun that I could crush a lot of snow and I could feel its crackling. Snow is the miracle of Allah, coming from the same source that would pour its rain. I realized that snow and rain are different even though they are originated from same element, water. Each of them has its advantages and disadvantages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snowstorm just bring strong wind and freezing snow as the big risk on us as we are hardly to breathe in the snowstorm and use a lot of energy to walk through it. Compared to that, the rainstorm bring the thunder, sounds, wind and of course, a lot of water. It also has big risk that it could destroy everything when its strength reaches the maximum dangerous risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Zul and I got into our home and relaxed. Until then, we got out around 6:30 pm to go to the gym for dikir barat practicing activity. Once we get in the room, I said “Haaaaaai” and it looked like that I was just being ignored, maybe because I was late. I don’t care. Just my luck, couldn’t beat Ashley and Jake’s luck. JUST MY LUCK is the good comedy movie and I like it for its humor based on superstition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Manche telling me about what was being discussed in the meeting before dikir barat practice. I asked him if I could perform my Malay sign language for the national anthem in the time of closing ceremony. The formal Malay sign language is different than American Sign Language. The formal Malay sign language contains ‘imbuhan’ as the Malay spoken language has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time of practicing Dikir Barat, my friends and I learned some moves for the first song “Wau Bulan”. It was good and I need to adjust myself in its rhythm and time. I could not hear what Manche instructed and Ecah interpreted some instructions. After having the practice of dikir barat, a few friends and I had the volleyball game. Don’t know which team wins. Then, we get back to our home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3574492268675574168-3954379452484375549?l=moadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moadam.blogspot.com/feeds/3954379452484375549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3574492268675574168&amp;postID=3954379452484375549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3574492268675574168/posts/default/3954379452484375549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3574492268675574168/posts/default/3954379452484375549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moadam.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-jan-9-2008.html' title='Friday Jan 9 2008'/><author><name>Mo Adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09765900281686197882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dOayBdeyQ5c/SWa2A1d8PeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AM8kgEOp8KY/S220/Photo+67.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dOayBdeyQ5c/SWgsnSV-b-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/J8tU_1zFEKA/s72-c/connectologyJan09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
