<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531462424299491163</id><updated>2009-05-20T18:17:02.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JN Journal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/journals.html'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/jnenglish.xml'/><author><name>John Norafizan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455774732211869252</uri><email>john_norafizan@yahoo.co.uk</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531462424299491163.post-3965231094958685701</id><published>2009-05-20T18:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:17:02.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is this the missing link?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/uploaded_images/Ida-the-missing-link-prim-001-722184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/uploaded_images/Ida-the-missing-link-prim-001-722182.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientific communities get excited over this discovery. A 'missing' link in the supposed human evolution before they branched out to primates, apes, human, lemur and other WTF am i thinking writing this sh**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap, would you believe were were descendant from this ugly little turd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the story is &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/science/2009/may/19/ida-fossil-missing-link"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531462424299491163-3965231094958685701?l=www.johnnorafizan.com%2Fjournals%2Fjournals.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/3965231094958685701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/2009/05/is-this-missing-link.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/posts/default/3965231094958685701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/posts/default/3965231094958685701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/2009/05/is-this-missing-link.html' title='is this the missing link?'/><author><name>John Norafizan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455774732211869252</uri><email>john_norafizan@yahoo.co.uk</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531462424299491163.post-5289946564295218843</id><published>2009-04-28T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:34:49.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you shouldn't do that, sister!</title><content type='html'>As i am writing this entry, i am still shocked on what i have seen just now. May be I shouldn't be to fussy on other people's lives. But it was quite outrageous to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the supermarket buying what bachelors supposed to buy (i think!) - frozen dinner to  be microwaved - and as I was waiting on my queue,there were this family of four, husband, wife and their two children, boy and girl came into view. All were wrapped in a very conservative Islamic wearing code. The male were wearing kurta and white cap. The females full black jubbah with a complete face-covering scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no issue on that. In fact, I felt quite embarrassed (for myself!) seeing them wearing proper Islamic attire and myself only wearing jeans and T-Shirt. I applaud them for their faith and bravery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, the wife was shouting angrily at their son for some reasons i could not fathom. Then she was smacking the little boy with the attitude that could match gorilla in distress. The little boy was crying but the mother didn't stop the attack. Oh, and the words were PG13, which was incredible coming out from such people who looks decent enough to kill a fly. And the husband was just looking and them with a blank face. Totally oblivious. Probably he wasn't there nor here, but I don't know where...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could they do that to their children like that? and in public? that was so sickening. They supposed to give example to others (like their attire suggested), but what they did was simply unacceptable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not impart any judgment on them, but I just wish they wouldn't do that. It is not Islamic, and it is not in any circumstances represent how Muslims treat their young ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the supermarket with sore eyes and sore heart....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531462424299491163-5289946564295218843?l=www.johnnorafizan.com%2Fjournals%2Fjournals.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/5289946564295218843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/2009/04/you-shouldnt-do-that-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/posts/default/5289946564295218843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/posts/default/5289946564295218843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/2009/04/you-shouldnt-do-that-sister.html' title='you shouldn&apos;t do that, sister!'/><author><name>John Norafizan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455774732211869252</uri><email>john_norafizan@yahoo.co.uk</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531462424299491163.post-1307783713909181161</id><published>2009-04-22T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T01:42:43.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Hanoi to Kuala Lumpur</title><content type='html'>Well, I am back again after the wonderful journey in Vietnam. I must say, amid the chaotic life style in Hanoi, it is really a beautiful city - once you removed the hazardous traffic and language barrier of its people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i am off to Kuala Lumpur tonite for the KL international book festival. I hope I can see you there during my session between Friday to Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there! See you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531462424299491163-1307783713909181161?l=www.johnnorafizan.com%2Fjournals%2Fjournals.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/1307783713909181161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/2009/04/from-hanoi-to-kuala-lumpur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/posts/default/1307783713909181161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/posts/default/1307783713909181161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/2009/04/from-hanoi-to-kuala-lumpur.html' title='From Hanoi to Kuala Lumpur'/><author><name>John Norafizan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455774732211869252</uri><email>john_norafizan@yahoo.co.uk</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531462424299491163.post-378342129099193805</id><published>2009-04-13T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:44:55.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Odisi Bulan Biru - The Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.johnnorafizan.com/uploaded_images/odisi-708281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.johnnorafizan.com/uploaded_images/odisi-708279.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odisi Bulan Biru, literally means ‘The Blue Moon Odyssey” was an attempt to capturing the darkest side of human nature.  I think I wanted to convey the feeling of human homogeneity when fate struck them with a twisted – and  magical – end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, it was my hardest work as yet. Trying to put old mysticism believes which mingle with myth and legends, wasn’t that easy. The setting in Japan and Turkey was a tad exaggerated, but hey, wasn’t that what good fiction story supposed to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odisi Bulan Biru is a self-discovery journey of hardship and struggle, happiness and tragedy, loneliness and friendships. And finding the hundredth name of God…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must say, at the end, Odisi Bulan Biru is all about absolution. And that, I believe is something that dwells deep inside each and every one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless you and me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531462424299491163-378342129099193805?l=www.johnnorafizan.com%2Fjournals%2Fjournals.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/378342129099193805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/2009/04/odisi-bulan-biru-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/posts/default/378342129099193805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/posts/default/378342129099193805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/2009/04/odisi-bulan-biru-journey.html' title='Odisi Bulan Biru - The Journey'/><author><name>John Norafizan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455774732211869252</uri><email>john_norafizan@yahoo.co.uk</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2531462424299491163.post-3462423834186360578</id><published>2009-04-10T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:13:36.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the first hello</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna start blogging in English again. Felt something was missing all this while. And definitely looking forward to re-live the good old things back in 2002/2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still much to do here and I hope you guys can wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2531462424299491163-3462423834186360578?l=www.johnnorafizan.com%2Fjournals%2Fjournals.html'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/3462423834186360578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/2009/04/first-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/posts/default/3462423834186360578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2531462424299491163/posts/default/3462423834186360578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johnnorafizan.com/journals/2009/04/first-hello.html' title='the first hello'/><author><name>John Norafizan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04455774732211869252</uri><email>john_norafizan@yahoo.co.uk</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>